with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
its good short few pages
i dont understand 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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
you have a beautiful account btw
bro i read nothing in my life
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
is everyoneback on tumblr now
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.
what do you think my name is
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
fw
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
the site i am dreaming
i want to do that too
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
lol
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
ahnaf abrar
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.