After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Rain, starting

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.

i dont understand magnetisation

December 2025

god being the centre magnet

its good short few pages

that looks like my instagram account

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

your feed looks like my tumblr

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lol yea

thank you

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
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.

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

this will be about a slug

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

not so on: yvf(wthw)

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

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magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

plato

abrar?