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.
December 2025
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
i love it here
barren land
whats your name?
i dont understand magnetisation
or never left
its good short few pages
i was tempted to lie about my name
send your tumblr
abrar?
isaac newton
i want to do that too
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
as in
Thank you, Jack
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
brb i will read and reply sincerely