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.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
autonomy of learning
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
propensity within someone
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
not their contents
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
which magnetises chains of pins
isaac newton
god being the centre magnet
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i see a website
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i want to do that too