isaac

i love it here

no like which do people call me

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i want to do that too

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

no i haven't really read anything

barren land

autonomy of learning

Rain, starting

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.



i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue


feel you

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

1

. way too specific.

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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

sorry i am texting like a slav

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

god being the centre magnet

propensity within someone

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt