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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.i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
currently
hiding from the rain
Lift Analysis
But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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.
yes
Thank you, Jack
you have a beautiful account btw
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos