The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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


I am below everything.

magnetisation/form

really i want the internet

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Rain, starting

you cannot feed someone truth

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Worse Lift

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


i am quite illiterate on producing technology

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

division of reality is straying away from it

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

what do you mean

and the fake qualifier

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

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

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

all that is to say

i really havent

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.


Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

like first name

bro i read nothing in my life