Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

It Will Get Lighter


barren land

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

i want to do that too

...

was it worth it

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.

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

i see a website

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

I am below everything.

but i respect your search

no i haven't really read anything


you have a beautiful account btw

really i want the internet

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

"Put a blanket."

autonomy of learning