like first name

propensity within someone

you cannot feed someone truth

yeah

much more tactility

is this you as well

ion

what do you mean

i was tempted to lie about my name

its good

what do you think my name is

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

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

all that is to say

we need to be deconstructing our identities

lol

ahnaf abrar

as in

no like which do people call me

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

its good short few pages

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

sorry i am texting like a slav

which magnetises chains of pins

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

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

13, H, grate

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.

so at the end

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike