My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
as in
no longer writing in the third person
yes
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
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
all that is to say
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
division of reality is straying away from it
hiding from the rain
is everyoneback on tumblr now
so the method has to be autonomous
you have a beautiful account btw
whats your name?
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.