a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
or never left
I am below everything.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
was it worth it
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.fw
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
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the site i am dreaming
idk
lol yea
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24