that looks like my instagram account
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
all that is to say
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
yeah
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
hello reader,
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i want to do that too
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
god being the centre magnet
yes
Thank you, Jack