i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

2 (actually index). two is company

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.

its good

i dont understand magnetisation

magnetises a pin

really i want the internet

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i really havent

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.

feel you

ahnaf abrar

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

or never left

so an active mazelike process

we can only engage in such a way

hello reader,

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

hiding from the rain

i was tempted to lie about my name