There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
is this you as well
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 really havent
...
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i want to do that too
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
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isaac newton
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
whats your name?
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
bro i read nothing in my life
Can I see
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
as in
no longer writing in the third person
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people