thank you
and the fake qualifier
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.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
like first name
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
yeah
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
was it worth it
wait what is that
idk
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
feel you
whats your name?
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
December 2025
its good short few pages
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
isaac newton
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
have you read
i was tempted to lie about my name
that looks like my instagram account
or never left
send your tumblr
sorry i am texting like a slav
the site i am dreaming