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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

...

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

"Put a blanket."

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

IWGD

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