or never left

isaac newton

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

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

and the fake qualifier


isaac

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

like magnets

it is hopeful

bro i read nothing in my life

bro i read nothing in my life

was it worth it

It Will Get Lighter

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

your feed looks like my tumblr

god being the centre magnet

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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

send link

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Rain, starting

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



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


fw

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life