yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

it is hopeful


kind of mythopoesis

in a post. I want to be remembered

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

barren land

no like which do people call me

or never left


we need to be deconstructing our identities


i was tempted to lie about my name

your feed looks like my tumblr

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

and the fake qualifier

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

like first name

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

feel you

yeah