Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
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
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Better Lift
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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.
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.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
it is hopeful
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"