There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.


all that is to say

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

so the method has to be autonomous

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

feel you

December 2025

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

the site i am dreaming

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

brb i will read and reply sincerely

"Put a blanket."

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i understand

is everyoneback on tumblr now

whats your name?

barren land

isaac newton

its good

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i really havent

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Better Lift

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

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