Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
bro i read nothing in my life
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
isaac newton
so the method has to be autonomous
i want to do that too
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
magnetisation/form
we need to be deconstructing our identities
not their contents