much more tactility

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

Thank you, Jack

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Thank you, Jack

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

whats your name?

like magnets

Slug

yes

Can I see

you have a beautiful account btw

yeah

isaac

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

sorry i am texting like a slav

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.

division of reality is straying away from it


we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Pimlico Rats

and the fake qualifier

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

Better Lift

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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 dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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i am quite illiterate on producing technology

no i haven't really read anything