And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
its good short few pages
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i have read not even 1 book
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.
send your tumblr
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
fw
lol
no i haven't really read anything
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.
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
god being the centre magnet
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
not their contents
i understand
magnetises a pin
plato
so the method has to be autonomous
like magnets
brb i will read and reply sincerely
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities