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.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i see a website
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
ion
idk
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
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.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
or never left
lol
your feed looks like my tumblr
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i understand
...
fw
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i really havent
isaac
what do you mean
barren land
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.which magnetises chains of pins