there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i understand

hiding from the rain

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

we need to be deconstructing our identities


i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

really i want the internet

Pimlico Rats

It Will Get Lighter

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

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.

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

you have a beautiful account btw

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

lol

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

i see a website

division of reality is straying away from it

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.

or never left

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Today I felt like starting


so the method has to be autonomous

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

bro i read nothing in my life

i was tempted to lie about my name

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting