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.

Slug

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

Lift Analysis

you cannot feed someone truth

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Pimlico Rats

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Today I felt like starting

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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.

but i respect your search