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.
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Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
lol
i love it here
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
which magnetises chains of pins
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
like magnets
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
so at the end
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 am quite illiterate on producing technology
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
i see a website
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you