Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

December 2025

the site i am dreaming

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Lift Analysis

this will be about a slug

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Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

I am below everything.

was it worth it

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

2 (actually index). two is company

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

currently

Rain, starting

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

i dont understand magnetisation

bro i read nothing in my life

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a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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