Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

bro i read nothing in my life

i want to do that too

so an active mazelike process

like first name

i love it here

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

or never left

plato

but i respect your search

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

autonomy of learning

...

I am below everything.

Can I see

i really havent

i dont understand magnetisation

we can only engage in such a way

I Write Goodbye Letter

so the method has to be autonomous