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.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.all that is to say
i was tempted to lie about my name
wait what is that
ahnaf abrar
"Put a blanket."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
what do you think my name is
December 2025
really i want the internet
and the fake qualifier
like first name
but i respect your search
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
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i really havent
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
Better Lift
was it worth it
as in
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
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
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
the site i am dreaming