As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

god being the centre magnet

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i understand

which magnetises chains of pins

Slug

i really havent

yeah

like magnets

whats your name?

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

this will be about a slug

December 2025

is this you as well

magnetises a pin

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


and the fake qualifier

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.

Better Lift

the site i am dreaming

i really havent

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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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


but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

you have a beautiful account btw