Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
its performative
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.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.we can only engage in such a way
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
not their contents
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
currently
isaac
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i love it here
feel you
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
ion
Today I felt like starting