Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

isaac newton

i understand

isaac

its good

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

its good short few pages

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

ahnaf abrar

god being the centre magnet

i want to do that too

have you read


sorry i am texting like a slav

ion

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

it is hopeful

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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feel you

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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 see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Today I felt like starting

wait what is that

not so on: yvf(wthw)