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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

not their contents

hiding from the rain

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I am below everything.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Lift Analysis

It Will Get Lighter

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Worse Lift

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

but really the thing should be autonomous

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me. The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

yeah

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

i have read not even 1 book

that looks like my instagram account

but i respect your search

your feed looks like my tumblr

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

like magnets

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

i see a website

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it