the site i am dreaming

i want to do that too

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

It Will Get Lighter

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

what do you think my name is

i was tempted to lie about my name

i really havent

December 2025

send link

not so on: yvf(wthw)

that looks like my instagram account

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.

lol

magnetises a pin

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

yeah

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.

no i haven't really read anything

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

god being the centre magnet

no like which do people call me

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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.

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.

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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class