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.
i dont understand magnetisation
i understand
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
i want to do that too
ahnaf abrar
send link
which magnetises chains of pins
plato
hiding from the rain
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
your feed looks like my tumblr
but i respect your search
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
its good
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
so the method has to be autonomous
lol
what do you think my name is
as in
sorry i am texting like a slav
we can only engage in such a way
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i was tempted to lie about my name
no like which do people call me