you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

ahnaf abrar

no like which do people call me

no longer writing in the third person

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

send link

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

Rain, starting

whats your name?

Better Lift

1

we need to be deconstructing our identities

send your tumblr

i really havent

its good

was it worth it

fw

it is hopeful

what do you think my name is

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

its good short few pages