The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

which magnetises chains of pins

i dont understand magnetisation

no i haven't really read anything

...

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

i was tempted to lie about my name

magnetises a pin

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

we can only engage in such a way

your feed looks like my tumblr

yeah

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

yes

abrar?

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

or never left

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

god being the centre magnet

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

its good short few pages

i understand