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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Rain, starting

is everyoneback on tumblr now

the site i am dreaming

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

feel you

whats your name?

its performative

what do you think my name is

much more tactility

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i love it here

yeah

you cannot feed someone truth

so at the end

sorry i am texting like a slav

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

is this you as well

its good

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.

and the fake qualifier

no like which do people call me

ion

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

have you read

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