this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

brb i will read and reply sincerely

but i respect your search

magnetisation/form

really i want the internet

its good


you have a beautiful account btw

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


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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

barren land

as in

Slug

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

lol

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.



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

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.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter


and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

It Will Get Lighter

all that is to say

not their contents