i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
kind of mythopoesis
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
i understand
yeah
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
really i want the internet
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
or never left
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
but i respect your search
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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
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
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.
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.
the site i am dreaming
December 2025
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
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.