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a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Today I felt like starting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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
Better Lift
"Put a blanket."
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
but really the thing should be autonomous
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
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.