Slug

yeah

send link

abrar?

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

have you read

lol yea

no i haven't really read anything

It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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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.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

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.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

lol

i have read not even 1 book

plato

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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.