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


isaac

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

division of reality is straying away from it

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

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.

lol

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

autonomy of learning

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

fw

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

1

i have read not even 1 book

send your tumblr

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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.