a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Can I see

what do you think my name is

bro i read nothing in my life

you cannot feed someone truth


theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me


ahnaf abrar

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Lift Analysis

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

you have a beautiful account btw

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

thank you