mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
like magnets
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
what do you mean
whats your name?
barren land
god being the centre magnet
i have read not even 1 book
i love it here
...
we need to be deconstructing our identities
thank you
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
plato
no like which do people call me
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
December 2025
sorry i am texting like a slav
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."