ahnaf abrar

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i really havent

is this you as well

what do you mean

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

isaac

no like which do people call me

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

i was tempted to lie about my name

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

isaac newton

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

ion

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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like first name

Thank you, Jack

magnetisation/form

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

god being the centre magnet

i want to do that too

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?