division of reality is straying away from it
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
autonomy of learning
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
magnetises a pin
i dont understand magnetisation
or never left
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
like magnets
isaac
that looks like my instagram account
its performative
is everyoneback on tumblr now
whats your name?
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good