this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
really i want the internet
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
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
or never left
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
thank you
that looks like my instagram account
god being the centre magnet
isaac
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
which magnetises chains of pins
i love it here
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
its good
lol yea
isaac newton
like magnets
in a post. I want to be remembered
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
whats your name?
no longer writing in the third person
brb i will read and reply sincerely
barren land
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
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
plato
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
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?