2 (actually index). two is company

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

I am below everything.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.


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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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


Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

It Will Get Lighter


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

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Thank you, Jack

division of reality is straying away from it

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

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

Lift Analysis

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

not their contents