We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

It Will Get Lighter

Lift Analysis

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

autonomy of learning

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

much more tactility

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

have you read

its good

we can only engage in such a way

no like which do people call me

what do you mean

Slug

so the method has to be autonomous

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

lol

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things


all that is to say

yeah

i dont understand magnetisation

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

send your tumblr

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feel you

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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.

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