yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
no like which do people call me
i love it here
all that is to say
feel you
no i haven't really read anything
isaac newton
so an active mazelike process
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
or never left
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i dont understand magnetisation
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
ahnaf abrar
you cannot feed someone truth
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Better Lift
I am below everything.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03