there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

kind of mythopoesis

no longer writing in the third person

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

plato

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

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

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

division of reality is straying away from it

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

like magnets

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

Style

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

god being the centre magnet

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.