nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I am below everything.

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.


a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Better Lift

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

wait what is that

god being the centre magnet

what do you mean

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is this you as well

ahnaf abrar

really i want the internet

like first name

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

its good short few pages

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

i want to do that too

i dont understand magnetisation

i was tempted to lie about my name