I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

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

so the method has to be autonomous

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

It Will Get Lighter

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

brb i will read and reply sincerely

isaac newton

its good

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.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Rain, starting

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

like magnets

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

as in

whats your name?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class