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.
this will be about a slug

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

like magnets

its good

isaac newton

ahnaf abrar

no i haven't really read anything

its good short few pages

i love it here

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i want to do that too

bro i read nothing in my life

what do you think my name is

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

was it worth it

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

and the fake qualifier

yeah

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

god being the centre magnet

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03