Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

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

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.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

hiding from the rain

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

really i want the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

thank you

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

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

and the fake qualifier

you have a beautiful account btw