After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

so the method has to be autonomous

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?

division of reality is straying away from it

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

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

Better Lift

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

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

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

so at the end