mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
is everyoneback on tumblr now
lol yea
or never left
send your tumblr
barren land
i dont understand magnetisation
yeah
i really havent
feel you
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.
send link
and the fake qualifier
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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.
Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
your feed looks like my tumblr
i was tempted to lie about my name
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
really i want the internet
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.