the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book


I Write Goodbye Letter

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the site i am dreaming

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.

i really havent

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Thank you, Jack

December 2025

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

wait what is that

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've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

hiding from the rain

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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



IWGD

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos