Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

in a post. I want to be remembered

Rain, starting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

lol yea

like magnets

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

send your tumblr

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

isaac

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i have read not even 1 book

isaac newton

as in

Thank you, Jack

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate