have you read
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.isaac
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
its good
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
currently
isaac newton
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.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
god being the centre magnet
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.so the method has to be autonomous
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people