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

hiding from the rain

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

no like which do people call me

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

"Put a blanket."

feel you

barren land

we need to be deconstructing our identities

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i want to do that too

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

lol yea

what do you think my name is

is everyoneback on tumblr now

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

plato

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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

Thank you, Jack

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

much more tactility