There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Rain, starting

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

you have a beautiful account btw

in a post. I want to be remembered

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Can I see

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

really i want the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

magnetisation/form

we can only engage in such a way

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i love it here

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

and the fake qualifier