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

so the method has to be autonomous

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

so an active mazelike process

really i want the internet

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

you have a beautiful account btw

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

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in a post. I want to be remembered

we can only engage in such a way

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

not their contents

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

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

much more tactility

magnetises a pin

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

i really havent

no like which do people call me

was it worth it

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

sorry i am texting like a slav