We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Lift Analysis

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

Better Lift

Better Lift

Style

i really havent

It Will Get Lighter

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i want to do that too

plato

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

what do you think my name is

that looks like my instagram account

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me. The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

or never left

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

i dont understand magnetisation

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

feel you

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.

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.