The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.

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."

It Will Get Lighter

13, H, grate

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Worse Lift

Better Lift

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

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


all that is to say

the site i am dreaming

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

so an active mazelike process

autonomy of learning

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

that looks like my instagram account

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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

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