i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
no like which do people call me
After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
isaac newton
i really havent
yeah
which magnetises chains of pins
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i love it here
you cannot feed someone truth
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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
its good short few pages
god being the centre magnet
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
but i respect your search
you have a beautiful account btw
but really the thing should be autonomous
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it