Thank you, Jack

Better Lift

but i respect your search

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

but really the thing should be autonomous

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i was tempted to lie about my name

your feed looks like my tumblr

have you read

its good

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

December 2025