• In two days I’m doing my first marathon

• I didn’t come looking for love. I didn’t come to pick a fight

• Fortressing up for the coming storm

• Why are some sounds so delightful?

• Living on the roof of the Arndale centre car park

• Brain train. Brain train. Brain train. Brain train.

• Does techno have signifiers?

• Why am I listening to so much techno at the moment?

• I run my first marathon in five weeks

• The menacing, alien, unworldly qualities of acid techno embodied in a hostile but spectacular landscape

• Philosophy is what is left over when you bracket out common sense and expertise

• I know my thoughts but I can’t hide them

• The beginnings have already begun

• The language models have persuaded me I should shut up for a bit

• I know you love to fall

• So I stayed in the darkness with you

• Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too

• A new academic and intellectual bio after an eventful year

• What is happening when we desire to watch or read something?

• Seaport with the Embarkation of the Queen of Sheba

• The rise of Youtube “street content”

• You shall not think “the past is finished” or “the future is before us”

• Kier Starmer: “We should treat the 2017 Manifesto as our foundational document”

• “I don’t know” is not an answer to the question

• My new favourite public art in Manchester

• We are poised on the shore of a new continent

• Freud on the psychic rewards of sublimation

• People’s pets are going to start dying due to the heat

• The disavowal of the Covid-19 pandemic

• Our pasts are a poem that we have to learn to recite

• The economic foundation of Manchester’s revival is the city centre

• Claude 5: Write me a funny limerick about Heideggerian ontology that has the grandeur of epic poetry

• The far-right are learning to avoid live streaming their riots

• The murdering of possibility to regulate our suffering

• Mari Ruti on the (psychoanalytically informed) art of living well

• F. Scott Fitzgerald on the metaphysical horror of insomnia

• Distance running and finishing books

• Stay calm, boy, my thoughts are burning like they’re napalm

• Life asks us to mourn each passing incarnation of the self

• “Jeremy Corbyn gets into Downing Street, pulls a lever currently jammed at neoliberalism, yoinks it in the direction of social democracy and all is good”

• Anno: Four Seasons by Anna Meredith & Antonio Vivaldi

• Maybe we are all members of an orchestra that is merely tuning up

• And you can’t fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all

• I want to unfold, let it enfold you

• Follow me into the sun

• “Are you the police?”, “No, we’re Youtubers”

• A pity. We were such a good and loving invention.

• I did a half marathon in a storm yesterday

• The obscure moon lighting an obscure world

• Our noisy years seem moments in the being of the eternal Silence

• Hello Spring

• What am I? I am only dust in this light

• Things I’ve learned about life from a year of distance running

• I have waited here, under the stars for the longest time

• Together we can make hope normal again

• The internal tensions facing Reform before the next election

• Sex as the things we cannot say

• On realising you’re actually a hedgehog

• Unlike the saints, we have no use for angels

• To work and to build, to connect, and create

• The absence of God becomes the silence between two notes, the empty space that gave resonance to the music

• The victory over winter, which is coming, must come, perhaps has already come…

• Growing the world we want is like the slow tending of a garden

• ☀️Exerting yourself to the fullest within your individual limits

• How can I make sad music if I’m not sad anymore?

• The poem feeds upon thought, feeling, impulse, to breed itself

• Stop looking so hard, give up the effort to see direct evidence of the meaning of being

• What does thinking sound like to you?

• The libidinal character of speaking in public

• Why you should avoid publishing with MDPI

• The night is darkening round me

• The class composition of American proto-fascism

• We make poetry out of a mouthful of air

• Meditations On A Delivery Robot Steering To Avoid A Homeless Man On The Sidewalk

• “They are shooting at a little girl alone In a car surrounded by corpses. Can you imagine that?”

• Robot dogs that shit out packages onto your front porches

• Unrequited meaning

• Depressive breakcore as a rift in the sublime

• Let the tower fall!

• 🐀 Rat Jump! A Game Made by Kids (with a little help from AI)

• I lazily send songs like flocks of doves into the blue above⁠

• Anti-ICE AI slop on Youtube

• We must move, must grow, from apocalypse to dialectic

• The first inbox zero in about six months

• Demis Hassabis and Dario Amodei both love the same film

• to drag it out and to make it echo and to get involved and to fall in love

• Who else is there that can know the subtle intent of my life?

• I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading

• I am the ambulance that never comes, the antidote you spill

• “I’ve got a feeling that I could be someone”

• Stochastic purging

• The most engrossing extended live version I’ve ever seen by a band

• People who dislike the area where they live are in a sad state of disrepair

• We shall always linger on in our former houses

• I asked GPT 5.2 deep research to do an analysis of my intellectual style by exploring a sample of my blog posts

• Form as a poem’s way of being in the world

• How do cultural objects change who we are?

• Every moment of life wants to tell us something, but we do not want to hear what it has to say

• 🌕 You are the music while the music lasts

• “Think of life as an open wound, which you poke with a stick to amuse yourself”