no like which do people call me
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
division of reality is straying away from it
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
magnetisation/form
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
you have a beautiful account btw
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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