so at the end

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.

Slug

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

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

bro i read nothing in my life

and the fake qualifier

December 2025

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

i was tempted to lie about my name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i want to do that too

But seriously, thank you, Jack

...

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

Thank you, Jack

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

plato

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

whats your name?