The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

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

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Better Lift

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

brb i will read and reply sincerely

you have a beautiful account btw

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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.


my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


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

in a post. I want to be remembered


with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.