And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

lol yea

god being the centre magnet

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

is this you as well

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.

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

like magnets

Rain, starting

i have read not even 1 book

thank 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.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

send your tumblr

Thank you, Jack

not their contents

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

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I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.