As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
isaac
or never left
and the fake qualifier
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
and the fake qualifier
i want to do that too
but i respect your search
that looks like my instagram account
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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
abrar?
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
fw
i love it here
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
feel you
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
much more tactility
ahnaf abrar
was it worth it
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it