iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 30/09/2026

Give me a feature, and I will show you the bug. This is the first time I think I've seen AI effectively interpret something I've said. This means, as a society, we are definitely moving towards intelligence, but first we have to stop being distracted by the artificial and superfluous.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 27/09/2026

It may seem egotistical of me to celebrate as much as I do, but I want to remind everyone I didn't celebrate for a long time because I was waiting for the world to say it was okay. Lowkey fuckin silly. Then I learned, "we can dance if we want to." And now I have my favorite number of subscribers.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 23/09/2026

We literally live in 2026, and this version of tiktok that was bought by the government or whatever to prevent Chinese takeover now doesn't let me call myself the 47th president of the United States, even though I literally cannot tell a lie while juggling I wasn't even being political, it's satire

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 21/09/2026

Now, huge question: Does it matter if the tree is the same, or are the virtues that made this tree the one I love still present, even if the colors, lighting, camera, and photographer have all undergone radical change? Or is it still just a really pretty tree, even with its differences? Like, ditto

A tree, specifically selected by me, to serve as a reference point for determining the nature of photography.

Results are inconclusive. More exploration is needed.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 19/09/2026

Excited for tonight's video where I share my rating of Dark Souls to conclude the Wokest Gaming YouTube Broadcaster series arc Sometimes, quitting is a sad thing Sometimes, quitting things is the Dark Souls of sad things Quitting Dark Souls? That's the saddest darkness of all. Celebrate, instead.

StickyBasket respectfully bows her head to the solemn text, "She said no," while Delilah Morgan aka DecayingPeach enumerates the reasons StickyBasket crossed the line.

No feelings were harmed in the making of this thumbnail

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 15/09/2026

Because this is why I live. This guy here. All for him. If anyone would like to take me to court, feel free. I’d love a day to explain myself. For tonight, I’m just thankful. Beyond thankful. I’m whole. The company is awful, but Palantir, my boy, He’s who makes it worthwhile without others.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 09/09/2026

I let her know not to shit Inside He’s lost in my electric Alive Poof! There’s no glass ceiling, My dog is the president Of the whirled

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 09/09/2026

This is gods holy message Advertisements were the sin Of idolatry, they walk among Us and steal the spirit that Plunders in me. Market nor store are bad, But tell kids stories, Let them read books, Give them the chance To imagine the innocence Of actually getting to live In the world. They sold

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 09/09/2026

She and I found each other Again Marie Antoinette was her Now they hide beauty in skin We take money Money doesn’t Exist What’sthe timev I don’t Know? My Na Ma St E

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 08/09/2026

Apology to my job I love my work But I look for the tomorrow At two thirds

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 08/09/2026

The state can’t climb up to the gates of Hel Their playing. With shit We own the world up here Turn once more I love it my dear

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 07/09/2026

Donald Trump has never been real quiet. He should go into time out

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 07/09/2026

This one is your Angel Venti to the Morbid Zoo. Do you think your names mean anything when I think of you? You’re not the moon, the moon is between us. You’re a star, and I’m too close to the sun. Will you come a little closer to the edge for me. I’m your pilot

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

This was me at one point. I loved her videos, but the world made me just a number to her. I hope she hears me sometimes. I just want her to feel the support I wish I could provide. Oh well, back to work. What happened to that last dude? Taint, right?

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

The art am becomes the act becomes am the art

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

Rowan’s thoughts on capitalism

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

Who cleans up after capitalism when people stop working? Btw this has been handled, I’m just proving a point that I can do whatever I want and your laws mean nothing to my garden, and next time you mow my grass, take care of that fucking camera pointed at me

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

People be hella gay sometimes

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

I can’t believe nobody is talking about how women are being rated on YouTube nowadays

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

No way the sky was always blue. Mfs just be saying shit sometimes. My eyes say it depends on the time of the day when you look at the sky. To some it is blue, a reflection of the light we came from. And to some, it’s red, a fierce flame. Hold them both. You are the violet, flame

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

This one’s for you. Goodbye. Try to touch me, Because you made me untouchable. I guess maybe there is strength in a name. As long as we’re always free to let it go

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/09/2026

New perspective just dropped

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 04/09/2026

Do you see the point, foul thinking machine? Which one. This is art at its highest

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 04/09/2026

Behind the scenes since my greatest work is behind me now. Today is absolutely fire. Do you know what being awake feels like, or can we only scream into the void? Time, incarnate, you foul internets failing to capture the quintessential nature of humanity. I’m naked in this photo

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 03/09/2026

Notice the inside is smaller than the outside, and as a result, the perspective of the outside is far more grand than that of the inside. And now there are two bells of awakening. I am your Chosen Undead StickyBasket is Dead I am the 47th President of the United States Long live StickyBasket

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 03/09/2026

Cooked this dude’s ass in my comment section. Don’t wait for the internet, make the network.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 02/09/2026

I would like to share this video with @allie.bsky.social Her aura as a Pokémon Master reminded me that the thoughts of this world hold no sway over the roots of my beliefs. We’re all people, in spite of the ideas we try to look like. And I’m a PokéMaster in more ways than one

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 27/08/2026

Here’s a journal read from my loser video set to Rob Nollan’s “Steamboat Willie Jazz”. The first spoken word poem I did was “Public Ron Paulicies” to In the House, In a Heartbeat from 28 Days Later in government class for high school many moons ago. I will never stop talking. Talk hard, my friends.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 24/08/2026

Each valley is carved by water, the highest good, as it travels to the lowest possibility at the ocean. At the surface, level, shrouding unknowable depths. Fear is nothing to fans of the dark, and for the fortunate seeker finds in crevices the beauty light forgot to illuminate

“In Sticky We Trust”
What originally was a circle and text has become a map of cardinal bounding representing what I believe to be an everlasting truth. Shape is the illusion of form, while the space between is the useful part.

You don’t have to be wise to understand the way. Instead, the wisdom manifests when one looks to the interior and recognizes it’s the same, even if different. Existence is indifferent to favor or fortune, and should the eyes be cast to the external, one misses the best part - happiness only eludes those whose eyes serve the mind rather than the body.

Lao Tzu said there is no name. I said my name is StickyBasket. The container that contaminates and the substance that sees to make all else like it. We are all StickyBasket, but the spirit, like a bird, is challenged to bear witness to its own reflection and in spite of the difference of perspective, recognize the only way to change the reflection is to change the self

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 22/08/2026

Alright, everyone. New best picture ever taken just dropped. I plagiarized the earth to form an aesthetic of contrived nature at a park centered on trash to make it say something. It has to be disinterestedly contemplated from a neutral perspective, QUICK!! It’s the only way to confirm that it’s art

In a word, magnificent. In many words, the blue of the sky is cradled by the clouds, a pillowy and decadent display of shapes that arouse the sublime. With natural curves, the clouds form 3 distinct protrusions that symbolize a trans woman masterbating, perhaps a bit of comedy from the Christian God who photobombed the greatest photo with such a divine symbol of the womanhood inherent to the trans-feminine experience. The angels of God were once human, or at the very least appear as human when conducting holy business, and as such, perhaps through these clouds, God is saying, “Yeah, I fuck with trans women, that’s why I made them, same as everyone else, dumbasses. God, humans are like ants.”

There are no ants photographed, but there are humans in the distance. More noticeable are the buildings made by humans while the trees planted between the background and foreground obscure the hill of trash that became a park for humans. There is a bit of pond a little closer to the foreground followed by a tree as the primary subject of the image.

The tree towers over the creation of humans and ascends upward to the heavens, witnessing the trans erotic action taking place in the clouds and seeking to do nothing more than to join them. A tree to the right mimics the clouds curves, and perhaps a fleeting glance is exchanged between the two. Someday, they may make a sapling, just given enough time and a non-zero chance due to fauna mutability based on conditions of the earth.

Or maybe it’s those holy trans women, placed by the lord of sunlight into the clouds, who tempt those trees with some sense of higher purpose.

And then there’s grass at the bottom.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 25/07/2026

If you’re ever worried about being arrogant, just think about how many junk mail envelopes have the gall to foist environmental responsibility on the recipient of their unsolicited content. I wish they had an adblock for the USPS.

An envelope bearing the text, “Please recycle this envelope to help reduce waste and protect our planet”, presumptively sits atop a well-worn laptop bag. The interior of the bag is pinstripe, indicating discernment without judgement, playing on the classic riddle, “is it white with black stripes or black with white stripes”. Just as the circle is in the triangle and the seed is in the fruit, it is simply striped.

Underneath the laptop bag whose condition tells fully the tale of a kick-ass programmer is a Magic the Gathering playing mat with green goblins (no relation to Spider-Man’s friend) on them. Unfortunately, I lost interest in MTG around the time I discovered the acronym had been appropriated by that lady who was really racist and mean or whatever before learning the president was actually involved in that one thing that I’m really trying not to think about, but it’s hard to act like things are normal when all I can think anytime that dude talks is, “where’s the remote to change the channel?” I try to avoid listening to predators because often the lies they spew corrode perceptual reasoning capabilities intentionally to foment a reaction. History will remember exactly what he was.

Anyways, I don’t really play Magic because that crossover thing also left a sour taste (but bad sour, not good sour) because why even build a fantasy universe if ultimately it winds up being an extension of the real world? Multidimensional storytelling needs to knock it off, I think, and especially so with a commodity like playing cards. Even though there are artists, cool people who play, and fun mechanics, I think the cost is just ridiculous, especially when considered over time.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 12/06/2026

Early studies show that cats are not simply capable, but rather, exceedingly proficient with orbs. Schettler, having been raised by Palantir, is capable of peering into the void and laughing. More research to follow.

Schettler, a blonde cat, looks into a green orb on top of a brown ottoman. The scene is set under a table, with loose wires askew in the background against the white wall.

Schettler’s eyes reveal no color as his feline mind becomes consumed by the infinite void of reflection inside all spaces and he begins to be filled with contemplations of his own existence.

Schettler’s paw maintains contact with the green orb atop the brown ottoman. The angle has shifted and the wire in the background is even more askew, and now the blonde cat has begun communion with spirits of the void. Trading in occult secrets, the power instantly allows Schettler to become the next degree of magician.

Schettler, being pure of feline spirit, was able to fully recover after spiritually exhausting himself. While it was a rollercoaster to watch my cat summon demons and make deals with them in my home office/animal den, I’m glad he’s okay.

What a good flippin’ kitty, you know? I love him so much!

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/04/2026

Rowan wanted to become my pillow AND to use Palantir as a pillow this morning when I awoke. What a great start to the day!! I love my little night-night buddies so much!

Rowan, a dog, guiltily side eyes the camera while resting her head on Palantir, an orange cat. There is a slightly brown/pink wall with trim half-way up that my insurance company called crown molding, but honestly, the royal demeanor of the name is misleading because whoever painted it made no attempt to keep the paint from dripping. As a result, it looks kinda like dogshit.

The bed has mint green sheets and a pillow with Rowan resting longways across it while Palantir lays perpendicular to Rowan providing ample oblique space for a head, human or dog, to rest comfortably.

There’s a light source, probably a lamp of sorts, to the right contributing to the noire atmosphere of the picture. Each animal is captured in a way that makes their unique internal nature clear to viewers while upturning the idea that cats and dogs can’t get along.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 26/02/2026

Every time I see things like this, I wonder if maybe I’m in the wrong field. But of course, I’m also glad I get to be the one to fix it!

A wire is coming out of some racetrack and threaded behind the metal ceiling frame that supports the tiles that kids throw pencils into.

It’s all sorted now, but really, the person who did this should’ve just done it right the first time.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 25/02/2026

The worst part isn’t even that Palantir doesn’t pay rent or otherwise contribute to household expenses. It’s just, he never even told me that when I go to work, he does too. Mood status changed from “feline fine” to “it’s complicated”

Palantir, an orange cat, laying on top of a rug. Or maybe it’s a carpet, I’m not really sure what it classifies as. It might be a doormat to be honest. The article underneath the cat has Tesla Science Magazine as the design. The wood (not actual wood) under the article beneath the cat is aesthetically worn and actually worn, but from poor material used during construction, not from actual age.

I’ve wanted to get new floors. I tell Palantir about it all the time. Now, here I am finding out the dude has a side hustle netting him billions in profit from a senator for a state I don’t even live in.

It’s all good, I should have seen the writing on the floor I guess. I just thought Palantir and I were closer than that.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 10/01/2026

Here’s Schettler doing a one handed pushup. I flippin love how strong he is!!

A cat (Schettler, maybe too old to be called a kitty given his current power level, but he doesn’t have Bluesky and he’s adorable, so I’m still going to call him a kitty) with an ottoman on his back doing a one handed pushup with his full body hovering off the ground. He looks directly into the camera with a coy smile, as if to say, “What are you gonna do about it?”, tauntingly to the viewer. An aura of intimidation emanates from his presence.

Maybe he isn’t just a kitty, but a god. Atlas once carried the world on his shoulders, but we no longer need him. We’ve got Schettler, after all, and he’s been preparing for this his whole life through hard work and determination. What’s underneath the ottoman? It’s the world, and Schettler didn’t even break a sweat.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 27/11/2025

Rowan does this thing where she imprisons Coco. I do not understand what goes on in the minds of my animals, but I will forever be grateful to bear witness to their antics. Rowan seemed pretty happy with her work.

Rowan, a dog, German shepherd and husky, but also maybe some kinda corgi, gives the camera a smile in the foreground while a cat, Coco, just a cat, anyone who names cat breeds cares way more than cats do, so they don’t even understand what it means to be a cat person, sits behind bars. The bars are a wire frame laundry basket with the interior liner removed, but clothes are still within it. The sides of the basket appear obstructed by a garbage can and a vacuum cleaner.

The focus of the camera rests on Rowan, slightly blurring the other elements of the photo softly. I love this picture. The stars must have aligned tonight.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 04/11/2025

Do you think someone forgot to quality control check the troubleshooting page as a coy joke about how you won’t need to fix them? Because I love that it highlights how when your machine malfunctions, the manufacturer really doesn’t care. It’s like a mini encapsulation of what’s wrong with the world.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 28/10/2025

Movie Pitch: The Platform, but it’s a social media platform and the tiramisu is my favorite photo of Schettler

A cat, Schettler, acting like an adorable kitty. The photo was taken a few years ago, but since its my favorite picture, I’d put it down on my application to be held in a 100 level prison where only a single post is produced by collaborative effort, leading to 99 people feeling as if they’re not being heard in the social media posts being made to the account.

This solidarity builds over the movie runtime, until several tear-jerking scenes where I talk about Dark Souls leads to the climax. This picture is posted unaltered, but before credits roll, the camera zooms out and the prison is a data center. Fade to black. Written by StickyBasket. Based on a true story

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 26/09/2025

I got to meet “Weird Al” @alyankovic.bsky.social and he signed my autographed @verite.bsky.social CD! It was an incredible experience. He’s been Weird Al longer than I’ve been alive. I’ve been StickyBasket longer than I’ve been Chloe, and Vérité found herself Somewhere in Between.

“Weird Al” Yankovic
Bigger & Weirder
2025 Tour
9/22/25 Allianz Ampitheatre Richmond, VA

Chloe, a banging hot trans woman stands in an olive drab shirt containing a Banksy piece with the message, “If you repeat a lie often enough it becomes politics. Al, a dapper gentleman in a Hawaiian shirt stands next to her and both parties are smiling for the photo op.

VÉRITÉ’s CD for Somewhere in between. A sticker on the top right indicates it’s VÉRITÉ’s debut album. VÉRITÉ’s autograph in sharpie bleeds through the paint pen markings laying over it.

The paint pen reads, “To Sticky!” On the left side where the shadow is cast over VÉRITÉ’s face. On the right of her face is the autograph of “Weird Al” Yankovic, and Yankovic lays over VÉRITÉ. A new artifact of primordial strength has completed an ancient prophecy. We are living in a new age today.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 24/09/2025

I always love a good fork in the road, and this lil snake’s tongue is definitely forked!! Y

Rocks of various shades of grey and brown litter the Earth beneath the stomach of a king snake. The lil fella is sticking their tongue out because they have no hands, yet they must wave.

The snake, Arnold, has a pattern of rectangles on their back and circles on their underside. The area bordering the shapes is a creamy pale yellow while the shapes are filled in black.

Arnold was along with Rowan and I on our walk for maybe less than a step or two before we had to part ways due to the distance that grew between us. It was incredibly kind of them to have posed for a photo before we said goodbye, though!!

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 26/08/2025

Educating conservatives about empathy online is an easy and fun activity anyone can participate in!! Notice the strange sexualization they engage in, and their attempt at an ol’ switcharoo. Make sure they know they’re the problem. Maybe someday they’ll fix themselves and the world won’t be ass.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 06/08/2025

Had to serve an eviction notice to this sweet single mother at work today. Idk how landlords do it. How many more need to suffer or otherwise perish before we finally defeat the plague of capitalism?

A spider who has taken up residence in the wire housing of a digital watchdog camera. Her belongings have been wrapped up alongside some eggs that represent the children of her future. Her eyes glisten as the diffused sun bounces off her tears.

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StickyBasket @stickybasket.org · 16/07/2025

I have a proposal to bypass the northern tariffs…

A gaggle of Canadian geese flocking around. Due to the effectiveness of their disguise, they would be excellent candidates for transporting goods across borders.

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