"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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

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

you cannot feed someone truth

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

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.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

"Put a blanket."

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

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

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

all that is to say

Today I felt like starting

ahnaf abrar

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

have you read

your feed looks like my tumblr

Better Lift

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things