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

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

what do you think my name is

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

god being the centre magnet

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

really i want the internet

Picture

magnetises a pin

ahnaf abrar

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

was it worth it

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

kind of mythopoesis

Slug

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

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.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl