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

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.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Worse Lift

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

its performative

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

its good

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

or never left

i have read not even 1 book

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.

magnetises a pin

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

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

Style

Better Lift

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

barren land

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

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!