mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

it is hopeful

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

Rain, starting

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Lift Analysis

not so on: yvf(wthw)

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


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

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

in a post. I want to be remembered

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.


god "possessing" artists "possessing" 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

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

fw