a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

IWGD

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

feel you

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i love it here

which magnetises chains of pins

what do you think my name is

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

its performative

its good

but i respect your search

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

really i want the internet

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

whats your name?

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

December 2025

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

fw

or never left

isaac newton