bro i read nothing in my life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

all that is to say

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

we can only engage in such a way

division of reality is straying away from it

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Rain, starting

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

not so on: yvf(wthw)

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

Thank you, Jack

its performative


Pimlico Rats

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

currently

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

but i respect your search