plato

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

I am below everything.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

no longer writing in the third person

brb i will read and reply sincerely

"No, it'll get cold!" "Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you have a beautiful account btw

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

Worse Lift

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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.

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

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

which magnetises chains of pins

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

barren land

its good

yeah

Picture

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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

have you read

magnetisation/form

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

ion

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.