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i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

currently

1

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.


Picture

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

as in

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

its performative