my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

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.

...

magnetises a pin

plato

isaac

its good short few pages

that looks like my instagram account

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

yeah

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

i was tempted to lie about my name

bro i read nothing in my life

feel you

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

abrar?

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

Worse Lift

no i haven't really read anything


I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

was it worth it

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

plato

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

what do you mean