She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

send link

i really havent

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

13, H, grate

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

what do you think my name is

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

it is hopeful

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

barren land

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i was tempted to lie about my name

plato

we need to be deconstructing our identities

bro i read nothing in my life

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

"Put a blanket."

Picture

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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