i dont understand magnetisation

you cannot feed someone truth

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

it is hopeful

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

like first name

bro i read nothing in my life

and the fake qualifier

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

i love it here

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

magnetises a pin

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

not their contents

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Worse Lift

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I am below everything.

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.