Lift Analysis

no i haven't really read anything

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

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

magnetisation/form

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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

so at the end

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.

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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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

really i want the internet

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

division of reality is straying away from it

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

but i respect your search

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

idk

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

lol yea

is everyoneback on tumblr now

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

send your tumblr

is this you as well

its good short few pages