It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.you have a beautiful account btw
its performative
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
which magnetises chains of pins
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
ion
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
no like which do people call me
i understand
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
feel you
yeah
is everyoneback on tumblr now
abrar?
its good
plato
magnetises a pin
have you read
or never left
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. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
brb i will read and reply sincerely
autonomy of learning