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.
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
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
division of reality is straying away from it
send your tumblr
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
that looks like my instagram account
so an active mazelike process
like first name
lol
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
so at the end
is everyoneback on tumblr now
abrar?
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i understand
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
fw
barren land
hiding from the rain
what do you mean