really i want the internet
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.
i have read not even 1 book
yeah
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
plato
your feed looks like my tumblr
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i dont understand magnetisation
no i haven't really read anything
its good short few pages
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good
which magnetises chains of pins
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
isaac
i love it here
thank you
send your tumblr
much more tactility
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Thank you, Jack
autonomy of learning
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.