Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

"Put a blanket."

IWGD

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

autonomy of learning

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

yeah

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

god being the centre magnet

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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.

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

you cannot feed someone truth

no like which do people call me

December 2025

its performative

i want to do that too