no longer writing in the third person

I am below everything.

Rain, starting

Lift Analysis

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

idk

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate


this will be about a slug

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like first name

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

I Write Goodbye Letter

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thank you, Jack

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17


i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything