ahnaf abrar

really i want the internet

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

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

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

as in

its performative

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

lol yea

that looks like my instagram account

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i have read not even 1 book

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

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

idk

its good short few pages

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

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

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

sorry i am texting like a slav

you cannot feed someone truth

barren land

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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.

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