what do you think my name is
isaac newton
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
your feed looks like my tumblr
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i want to do that too
we need to be deconstructing our identities
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i understand
feel you
abrar?
no i haven't really read anything
...
whats your name?
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.
or never left
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.
hiding from the rain
really i want the internet
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
in a post. I want to be remembered
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
it is hopeful