the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I am below everything.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i was tempted to lie about my name
plato
no like which do people call me
feel you
ahnaf abrar
is this you as well
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
bro i read nothing in my life
barren land
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
bro i read nothing in my life
your feed looks like my tumblr
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
fw
i really havent
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
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext