as in
brb i will read and reply sincerely
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
you have a beautiful account btw
its performative
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
magnetisation/form
really i want the internet
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.
i want to do that too
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
you cannot feed someone truth
sorry i am texting like a slav
i have read not even 1 book
propensity within someone
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
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
isaac newton
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?