i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
feel you
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
its good
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
ahnaf abrar
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
magnetisation/form
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.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
no longer writing in the third person
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
like first name
the site i am dreaming
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
it is hopeful
isaac newton
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
no like which do people call me