i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

i see a website

yes

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

this will be about a slug

its performative

whats your name?

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

idk

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

lol yea

we can only engage in such a way

division of reality is straying away from it

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. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.