Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


currently

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Rain, starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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abrar?

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

not their contents

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

magnetisation/form

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

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

have you read

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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.

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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

division of reality is straying away from it

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.

its performative

so the method has to be autonomous

Today I felt like starting