I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
so at the end
lol yea
no longer writing in the third person
its good
fw
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
god being the centre magnet
yeah
that looks like my instagram account
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
ion
so an active mazelike process
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
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
no i haven't really read anything
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged