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.



Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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

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.

like magnets

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given


sorry i am texting like a slav

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

the site i am dreaming

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

feel you