The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
that looks like my instagram account
i understand
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
plato
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
propensity within someone
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
its performative
feel you
no i haven't really read anything
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.
is this you as well
so an active mazelike process
and the fake qualifier
its good
isaac
ahnaf abrar
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
as in
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."