no i haven't really read anything

ion

we need to be deconstructing our identities

feel you

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

its good short few pages

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i love it here

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah

sorry i am texting like a slav

plato

bro i read nothing in my life

I Write Goodbye Letter

fw

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

send link

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

i understand

i really havent

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

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.

wait what is that

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

not so on: yvf(wthw)

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

lol

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

really i want the internet