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

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i was tempted to lie about my name

your feed looks like my tumblr

division of reality is straying away from it

the site i am dreaming

and the fake qualifier

so an active mazelike process

send your tumblr

this will be about a slug

all that is to say

wait what is that

ahnaf abrar

like first name

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

i really havent

really i want the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

It Will Get Lighter

i want to do that too

lol yea

i dont understand magnetisation

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch