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.

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.

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

currently

Picture

Thank you, Jack

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

isaac newton

or never left

lol

its performative

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

so at the end