Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
like first name
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
barren land
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
isaac
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
division of reality is straying away from it
not so on: yvf(wthw)
ahnaf abrar
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
yeah
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
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
so at the end
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
lol yea
magnetisation/form
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
what do you think my name is
is this you as well
no longer writing in the third person
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch