I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

really i want the internet

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

not their contents


magnetisation/form

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Worse Lift

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.

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


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.


part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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