somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Better Lift

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

kind of mythopoesis

Rain, starting

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

you have a beautiful account btw

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Thank you, Jack

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

we can only engage in such a way

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41


so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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 understand

this will be about a slug

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.

isaac

13, H, grate