and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

ion

that looks like my instagram account

or never left

its good

like first name

barren land

December 2025

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

feel you

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

13, H, grate

i really havent

It Will Get Lighter

send your tumblr

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

ahnaf abrar

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

yeah

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

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

division of reality is straying away from it

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.