Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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
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no longer writing in the third person
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Better Lift
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you