We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

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was it worth it

i really havent

wait what is that

send link

send your tumblr

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

lol

all that is to say

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Worse Lift

plato

and the fake qualifier

your feed looks like my tumblr

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i want to do that too

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

yes

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.