the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

its performative

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

brb i will read and reply sincerely

in a post. I want to be remembered

Picture

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

currently

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

It's

dusk

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Better Lift

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thank you, Jack

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Style

"Put a blanket."