no i haven't really read anything

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

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


IWGD

but really the thing should be autonomous



so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

like magnets

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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


it is hopeful

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

much more tactility

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Today I felt like starting

But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

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.

so an active mazelike process

isaac newton

really i want the internet


2 (actually index). two is company

this will be about a slug

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

wait what is that

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i see a website

i want to do that too

so the method has to be autonomous


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.