Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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.

magnetisation/form

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

It Will Get Lighter

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i love it here

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

ion

your feed looks like my tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

send your tumblr

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

Thank you, Jack

December 2025

was it worth it

i understand

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

and the fake qualifier