what do you think my name is

barren land

lol

ion

its good

i have read not even 1 book

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

i love it here

yeah

thank you

is this you as well

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

was it worth it

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
"Put a blanket."

that looks like my instagram account

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol yea

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life