Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

you have a beautiful account btw

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

was it worth it

whats your name?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Slug

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

which magnetises chains of pins

...

like magnets

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

it is hopeful

lol

your feed looks like my tumblr

propensity within someone

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models