After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

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

feel you

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

send link

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

abrar?

no like which do people call me

...

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Slug

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

wait what is that

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we can only engage in such a way

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

not their contents

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

the site i am dreaming

isaac newton

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i dont understand magnetisation

thank you

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

It Will Get Lighter

is everyoneback on tumblr now

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.