Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
so at the end
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
we can only engage in such a way
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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.
Better Lift
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Today I felt like starting
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away