Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

hiding from the rain

Rain, starting

Thank you, Jack


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged


all that is to say

kind of mythopoesis

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

yeah

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

hello reader,

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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

2 (actually index). two is company

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

ion

Lift Analysis

no i haven't really read anything

you cannot feed someone truth

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.

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