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.

no longer writing in the third person

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.

ion

division of reality is straying away from it

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

its performative

isaac

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

have you read

i really havent

not their contents

bro i read nothing in my life

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

plato

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


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

autonomy of learning

it is hopeful

lol yea