He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

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i want to do that too

really i want the internet

we can only engage in such a way

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

magnetises a pin

was it worth it

is this you as well

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

wait what is that

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

its good short few pages

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

which magnetises chains of pins

i understand

abrar?

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

isaac newton

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Lift Analysis

was it worth it

its good

Better Lift

magnetisation/form

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!