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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
"Put a blanket."
but i respect your search
brb i will read and reply sincerely
you have a beautiful account btw
but really the thing should be autonomous
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
its performative
i was tempted to lie about my name
Thank you, Jack
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
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
isaac
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
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.bro i read nothing in my life
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away