Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

barren land

magnetises a pin

god being the centre magnet

no i haven't really read anything

bro i read nothing in my life

your feed looks like my tumblr

yeah

its good short few pages

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

thank you

yeah

fw

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 don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good

we need to be deconstructing our identities

send your tumblr

or never left

ion

plato

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

and the fake qualifier

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

no like which do people call me

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

13, H, grate

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.

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.