okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

its performative

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

have you read

barren land

its good

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

isaac

yeah

its good

ion

or never left

what do you mean

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

It Will Get Lighter

sorry i am texting like a slav

this will be about a slug

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

no like which do people call me

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

whats your name?

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

like magnets

really i want the internet

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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