abrar?
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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
in a post. I want to be remembered
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"Put a blanket."
but really the thing should be autonomous
we need to be deconstructing our identities
bro i read nothing in my life
no like which do people call me
which magnetises chains of pins
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
what do you think my name is
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you