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
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
in a post. I want to be remembered
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"Put a blanket."
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
hello reader,
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
no like which do people call me
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
your feed looks like my tumblr
I am below everything.
propensity within someone