Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i see a website
really i want the internet
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
its good
i have read not even 1 book
and the fake qualifier
i was tempted to lie about my name
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
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
thank you
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
its performative
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
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so an active mazelike process
and the fake qualifier
send your tumblr
magnetises a pin
so the method has to be autonomous
i want to do that too