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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

its good

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

abrar?

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

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magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

isaac

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

sorry i am texting like a slav

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

is this you as well

which magnetises chains of pins

its performative

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

propensity within someone

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

i understand

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

really i want the internet

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

no i haven't really read anything

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