Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.no longer writing in the third person
Better Lift
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i dont understand magnetisation
barren land
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
feel you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
abrar?
lol yea
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
all that is to say
have you read
not so on: yvf(wthw)