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.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
division of reality is straying away from it
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Thank you, Jack
magnetises a pin
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in a post. I want to be remembered
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
its good
but i respect your search
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
whats your name?