I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"Put a blanket."
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.no longer writing in the third person
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone truth
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
autonomy of learning
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
division of reality is straying away from it
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
what do you mean
The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."