It Will Get Lighter

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

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

lol

so at the end

much more tactility

is everyoneback on tumblr now

whats your name?

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

no i haven't really read anything

its performative

...

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

what do you mean

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

ahnaf abrar

have you read

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i was tempted to lie about my name

which magnetises chains of pins

no like which do people call me

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the site i am dreaming

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

is this you as well

plato