I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
but really the thing should be autonomous
hiding from the rain
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.
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yeah
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i dont understand magnetisation
wait what is that
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
lol
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
that looks like my instagram account
idk
kind of mythopoesis
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
no longer writing in the third person
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