Pimlico Rats

propensity within someone

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

I Write Goodbye Letter

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.


autonomy of learning

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Better Lift

brb i will read and reply sincerely

It Will Get Lighter

not so on: yvf(wthw)

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

not their contents

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

division of reality is straying away from it

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

which magnetises chains of pins

its performative


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it