I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Slug

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

and the fake qualifier

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

bro i read nothing in my life

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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.

It Will Get Lighter

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

was it worth it

send link

December 2025

feel you

barren land

plato

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

is everyoneback on tumblr now

It Will Get Lighter

plato

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

in a post. I want to be remembered


the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

"Put a blanket."
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.