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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

hiding from the rain

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

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It Will Get Lighter

it is hopeful

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

"Put a blanket."

13, H, grate

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Today I felt like starting

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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?

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.

much more tactility

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

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.

so an active mazelike process

autonomy of learning

division of reality is straying away from it

so at the end

Rain, starting

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.