Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

no longer writing in the third person

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

but i respect your search

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

Rain, starting

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

really i want the internet

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

13, H, grate

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Picture

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.