FOUNDING DOCUMENT

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Thank you, Jack

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Pimlico Rats

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

really i want the internet

was it worth it

its good

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

i dont understand magnetisation

hiding from the rain

plato

you have a beautiful account btw

god being the centre magnet

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.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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.