somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
no longer writing in the third person
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
division of reality is straying away from it
currently
Better Lift
so an active mazelike process
so the method has to be autonomous
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
so at the end
send your tumblr
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
not their contents
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos