I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

isaac


i really havent


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

the site i am dreaming

plato

was it worth it

i dont understand magnetisation

is everyoneback on tumblr now

lol yea

its good

bro i read nothing in my life

what do you think my name is

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

that looks like my instagram account

sorry i am texting like a slav

It Will Get Lighter

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

send link

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

or never left

Slug

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.

A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.

December 2025

which magnetises chains of pins

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

plato

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.