i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
hiding from the rain
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
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
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.
kind of mythopoesis
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
not so on: yvf(wthw)
wait what is that
December 2025
but i respect your search
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