Worse Lift

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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.


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

in a post. I want to be remembered

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Style

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

13, H, grate

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

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this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

really i want the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

yes

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"Put a blanket."

Better Lift

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Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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.