hello reader,

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

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

and the fake qualifier

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

is this you as well

I am below everything.

ahnaf abrar

lol

your feed looks like my tumblr

is everyoneback on tumblr now

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so the method has to be autonomous

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

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

plato

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

so at the end

its performative

no i haven't really read anything

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

we can only engage in such a way

division of reality is straying away from it

Lift Analysis

thank you

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.