It Will Get Lighter

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.

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.

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

Today I felt like starting

IWGD


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


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

was it worth it

as in

and the fake qualifier


the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Style

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

...

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.