"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Better Lift
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
I am below everything.
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.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
all that is to say
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
fw
ahnaf abrar
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
whats your name?
much more tactility
no like which do people call me
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate