magnetises a pin

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

ahnaf abrar

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Rain, starting

isaac newton

feel you

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Slug

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

i want to do that too

i was tempted to lie about my name

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

no like which do people call me

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

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

but i respect your search

i love it here

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

isaac

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

propensity within someone

Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.

god being the centre magnet

As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.