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
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
in a post. I want to be remembered
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
sorry i am texting like a slav
all that is to say
so at the end
fw
you cannot feed someone truth
i have read not even 1 book
yeah
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
your feed looks like my tumblr