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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

you have a beautiful account btw

It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.

sorry i am texting like a slav

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i dont understand magnetisation

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

Better Lift

its good

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

is everyoneback on tumblr now

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

its good short few pages

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

god being the centre magnet

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

division of reality is straying away from it

not their contents

no i haven't really read anything

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

autonomy of learning

send your tumblr

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.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

your feed looks like my tumblr

brb i will read and reply sincerely

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Worse Lift

or never left

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.