magnetisation/form
division of reality is straying away from it
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
its performative
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
much more tactility
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
hello reader,
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
currently
thank you
propensity within someone
which magnetises chains of pins
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
but really the thing should be autonomous
plato
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me