Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i see a website

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

all that is to say

It's

dusk

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

It Will Get Lighter

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

we can only engage in such a way

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

but i respect your search

hiding from the rain

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

was it worth it

yeah

Rain, starting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

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