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.

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

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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

kind of mythopoesis

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

but really the thing should be autonomous

as in

all that is to say

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine