After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

It Will Get Lighter

"Put a blanket."

plato

abrar?

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

which magnetises chains of pins

isaac

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

your feed looks like my tumblr

or never left

isaac newton

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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 love it here

what do you think my name is

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models