i understand
its good
feel you
But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.
i dont understand magnetisation
whats your name?
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
you cannot feed someone truth
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
so the method has to be autonomous
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
not their contents
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
all that is to say
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.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak