There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

it is hopeful

Lift Analysis

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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


"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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hello reader,

...

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

no longer writing in the third person


think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.