Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i love it here

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.


hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Style

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Better Lift

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Worse Lift

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation