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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Better Lift
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
so an active mazelike process
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i see a website
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no i haven't really read anything
what do you mean
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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