way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
that looks like my instagram account
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
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
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
wait what is that
was it worth it
whats your name?
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
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no i haven't really read anything
i have read not even 1 book
isaac newton
the site i am dreaming
lol
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
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your feed looks like my tumblr
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.
It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.
isaac
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god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
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