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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.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
send your tumblr
that looks like my instagram account
your feed looks like my tumblr
we need to be deconstructing our identities
lol yea
idk
was it worth it
feel you
no like which do people call me
i want to do that too
thank you
i dont understand magnetisation
plato
wait what is that
December 2025
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
like magnets
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i was tempted to lie about my name
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
abrar?
yeah
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
bro i read nothing in my life
what do you mean
Thank you, Jack