this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

no longer writing in the third person

in a post. I want to be remembered


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?

i have read not even 1 book

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

which magnetises chains of pins

was it worth it

this will be about a slug

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

plato

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

is this you as well

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

Lift Analysis

i understand

your feed looks like my tumblr

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time


I Write Goodbye Letter

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.