feel you
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
no like which do people call me
ahnaf abrar
kind of mythopoesis
like first name
but really the thing should be autonomous
i want to do that too
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
what do you mean
what do you think my name is
god being the centre magnet
i love it here
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
its good short few pages
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i really havent
we need to be deconstructing our identities