or never left
Today I felt like starting
so at the end
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
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
not their contents
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i really havent
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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.
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
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
not so on: yvf(wthw)
yeah
brb i will read and reply sincerely
feel you
I am below everything.