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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.
i understand
it is hopeful
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
hiding from the rain
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.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i love it here
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
...
its good
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
December 2025
its performative
feel you
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
the site i am dreaming