ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

its good short few pages

bro i read nothing in my life

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 did until you asked which kind of gave it away

send your tumblr

no like which do people call me

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i have read not even 1 book

was it worth it

we need to be deconstructing our identities

the site i am dreaming

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

is everyoneback on tumblr now

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i really havent

or never left

idk

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i dont understand magnetisation

barren land

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

not so on: yvf(wthw)

its good

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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.

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

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos