2 (actually index). two is company

no longer writing in the third person

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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.

hiding from the rain

Rain, starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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.

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

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

1

. way too specific.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24


Better Lift

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

not so on: yvf(wthw)

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Thank you, Jack

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

so the method has to be autonomous

13, H, grate

division of reality is straying away from it

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

really i want the internet

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.

but i respect your search

Today I felt like starting

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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It Will Get Lighter

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.