its good

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

which magnetises chains of pins

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

thank you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i love it here

isaac newton

...

plato

is this you as well

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

i understand

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

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

god being the centre magnet

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
feel you

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

brb i will read and reply sincerely

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

what do you mean

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

idk

"Put a blanket."