Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I am below everything.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Rain, starting

It Will Get Lighter

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.


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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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?

we need to be deconstructing our identities

is this you as well

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

bro i read nothing in my life

kind of mythopoesis

autonomy of learning

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

that looks like my instagram account


no i haven't really read anything

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