I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Style

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

Better Lift

ion

kind of mythopoesis

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

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

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

but i respect your search

its performative

no i haven't really read anything

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

you cannot feed someone truth

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

division of reality is straying away from it

feel you