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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
you cannot feed someone truth
hiding from the rain
really i want the internet
you have a beautiful account btw
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
as in
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
idk
god being the centre magnet
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
is this you as well
yeah
plato