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.

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

what do you mean

fw

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

god being the centre magnet

was it worth it

no i haven't really read anything

...

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

magnetises a pin

feel you

plato

like first name

thank you

your feed looks like my tumblr

that looks like my instagram account

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

all that is to say

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i understand

idk

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

wait what is that

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i want to do that too

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.