but i respect your search

you cannot feed someone truth

its performative

Rain, starting

magnetisation/form

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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.

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

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

i love it here

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

or never left

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

no like which do people call me

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

i want to do that too

is this you as well

propensity within someone

was it worth it

we can only engage in such a way

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.