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no like which do people call me

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

its performative

magnetises a pin

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

division of reality is straying away from it

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

ion

but really the thing should be autonomous

what do you mean

I am below everything.

have you read

and the fake qualifier

abrar?

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i see a website

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

whats your name?

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

like first name