Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
really i want the internet
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
it is hopeful
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
magnetisation/form
currently
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
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