He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
division of reality is straying away from it
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
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?
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
I am below everything.
we can only engage in such a way
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
currently
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.so the method has to be autonomous
much more tactility
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.