He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
yeah
wait what is that
god being the centre magnet
its good
bro i read nothing in my life
i understand
ahnaf abrar
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
yeah
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
fw
like magnets
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
lol
kind of mythopoesis
and the fake qualifier
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i was tempted to lie about my name
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.