like magnets

Rain, starting

Thank you, Jack

It Will Get Lighter

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
part of an old note. It will get lighter.

kind of mythopoesis

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

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.

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

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. way too specific.

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I Write Goodbye Letter

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

we can only engage in such a way