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was it worth it

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

barren land

lol

idk

i have read not even 1 book

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

send your tumblr

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

bro i read nothing in my life

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.

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

abrar?

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

2 (actually index). two is company

Today I felt like starting

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

no longer writing in the third person