abrar?

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i was tempted to lie about my name

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

i really havent

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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

was it worth it

It Will Get Lighter

but really the thing should be autonomous

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

not their contents

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

that looks like my instagram account

yeah

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

its good short few pages

bro i read nothing in my life

you cannot feed someone truth

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

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

what do you think my name is

feel you

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i see a website

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

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

barren land

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.