i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
so the method has to be autonomous
I am below everything.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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hello reader,
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
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.
its good
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
plato
ahnaf abrar
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
what do you mean
currently
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
sorry i am texting like a slav
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.