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.and the fake qualifier
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
December 2025
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
bro i read nothing in my life
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
send link
i really havent
send your tumblr
wait what is that
ahnaf abrar
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
so an active mazelike process
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
is this you as well
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
the site i am dreaming
thank you
much more tactility
god being the centre magnet
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.so at the end
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.