Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

kind of mythopoesis

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

I am below everything.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

It's

dusk

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

as in

its performative

autonomy of learning

not their contents

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

i dont understand magnetisation

what do you mean