i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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.


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

is this you as well

isaac


no i haven't really read anything

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

its good

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Worse Lift

that looks like my instagram account

its good

ion

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Rain, starting

Today I felt like starting

whats your name?

yeah

i have read not even 1 book

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

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

lol