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.
really i want the internet
Today I felt like starting
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
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
yes
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
all that is to say
it is hopeful
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
its performative
currently
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
was it worth it
isaac newton
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason