magnetisation/form

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.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

It Will Get Lighter

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

but i respect your search

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

ahnaf abrar

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

it is hopeful

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

you have a beautiful account btw