Lift Analysis

yes

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

as in

yeah

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

ion

thank you

which magnetises chains of pins

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.

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

send your tumblr

i understand

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

much more tactility

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