it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

have you read

hello reader,

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i love it here

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

2 (actually index). two is company

or never left

Lift Analysis

Thank you, Jack

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

and the fake qualifier

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

yeah

i understand

i have read not even 1 book

i dont understand magnetisation

not so on: yvf(wthw)

its good

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

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

what do you think my name is