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.
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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
hiding from the rain
its good
in a post. I want to be remembered
idk
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magnetises a pin
so the method has to be autonomous
your feed looks like my tumblr
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
Can I see
much more tactility
have you read
bro i read nothing in my life
you have a beautiful account btw
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