thank you
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
sorry i am texting like a slav
which magnetises chains of pins
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
god being the centre magnet
whats your name?
its good short few pages
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Thank you, Jack
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
yes
as in
so an active mazelike process
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
so at the end
idk