I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

whats your name?

fw

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

i have read not even 1 book

which magnetises chains of pins

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

idk

magnetises a pin

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

that looks like my instagram account

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

the site i am dreaming

Thank you, Jack

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

its good

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

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

ahnaf abrar

i was tempted to lie about my name

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i really havent

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

yeah

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

or never left