i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

which magnetises chains of pins

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i really havent

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then


the site i am dreaming

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

Better Lift

Rain, starting

this will be about a slug

wait what is that

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