currently

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Rain, starting

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

no longer writing in the third person

really i want the internet

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

brb i will read and reply sincerely

magnetisation/form

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

so the method has to be autonomous

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

so an active mazelike process

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

thank you

Style

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46