"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

not their contents

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

It Will Get Lighter

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

in a post. I want to be remembered

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt


i see a website



Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Picture

was it worth it

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i understand

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

ahnaf abrar

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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Lift Analysis

kind of mythopoesis

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

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

you have a beautiful account btw

yeah

i love it here

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.