We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

kind of mythopoesis

hiding from the rain

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

It's

dusk

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

as in

in a post. I want to be remembered

magnetisation/form

that looks like my instagram account

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

its performative

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Picture

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

barren land

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

lol

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