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.

no longer writing in the third person

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i understand

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

no like which do people call me

your feed looks like my tumblr

abrar?

and the fake qualifier

we need to be deconstructing our identities

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

bro i read nothing in my life

yes

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i was tempted to lie about my name

plato

was it worth it

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."