I am below everything.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.god being the centre magnet
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
barren land
abrar?
send your tumblr
idk
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
plato
feel you
yeah
no like which do people call me
your feed looks like my tumblr
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.
like first name
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.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
as in
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.
its good
Can I see