Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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 silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

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.

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

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Today I felt like starting

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

so an active mazelike process

not their contents

...

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

isaac

is this you as well