with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
yeah
Today I felt like starting
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
lol
magnetisation/form
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
really i want the internet
hiding from the rain
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
isaac newton
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
its good
barren land
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
ion
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse