The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
have you read
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
you cannot feed someone truth
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
send your tumblr
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
really i want the internet
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
but really the thing should be autonomous
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
brb i will read and reply sincerely
lol
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.