a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

not their contents

no longer writing in the third person

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

is everyoneback on tumblr now

so at the end

you cannot feed someone truth

idk

plato

no like which do people call me

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

autonomy of learning

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

but really the thing should be autonomous

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

yeah

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

Lift Analysis

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

isaac

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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