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.

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

hiding from the rain

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

its good short few pages

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

whats your name?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

what do you mean

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

ion

no i haven't really read anything

sorry i am texting like a slav

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

propensity within someone

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