Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

plato

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

like magnets

thank you

its good short few pages

magnetises a pin

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

not so on: yvf(wthw)

It's

dusk

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.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

propensity within someone

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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