kind of mythopoesis


bro i read nothing in my life

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i understand

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?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

no i haven't really read anything

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

idk

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

it is hopeful


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

Picture

send link

which magnetises chains of pins

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

no longer writing in the third person