Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

all that is to say

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

whats your name?

lol

it is hopeful

magnetisation/form

plato

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

so at the end

we need to be deconstructing our identities

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

hiding from the rain

yeah

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good short few pages