is everyoneback on tumblr now

barren land

ion

have you read

its good

i understand

thank you

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i was tempted to lie about my name

idk

plato

its good

i want to do that too

what do you mean

isaac

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

send your tumblr

I am below everything.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Pimlico Rats

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.

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

feel you

like first name

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

Thank you, Jack

13, H, grate

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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.