We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

abrar?

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

like first name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

and the fake qualifier

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

i want to do that too

bro i read nothing in my life

Rain, starting

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

ahnaf abrar

is this you as well

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

plato

hiding from the rain

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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.

not their contents

13, H, grate

in a post. I want to be remembered

i was tempted to lie about my name