It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
so the method has to be autonomous
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Today I felt like starting
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
Better Lift
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
you cannot feed someone truth
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
Thank you, Jack
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
so an active mazelike process
its good
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class