no longer writing in the third person

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



13, H, grate

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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


Rain, starting


One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

ahnaf abrar

not their contents

It Will Get Lighter

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

you cannot feed someone truth

magnetisation/form