nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

what do you think my name is

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

December 2025

yeah

we need to be deconstructing our identities

whats your name?

i was tempted to lie about my name

i love it here

its good

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

2 (actually index). two is company

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

1

. way too specific.

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

yeah

no i haven't really read anything

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

what do you mean

Thank you, Jack

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

"Put a blanket."

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

ion


abrar?

Can I see