Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

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

i see a website

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

its performative

but really the thing should be autonomous

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

but i respect your search

so at the end

Can I see

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


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

It Will Get Lighter

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

propensity within someone

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

Picture

13, H, grate

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

in a post. I want to be remembered

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life