with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
so at the end
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Better Lift
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.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
much more tactility