I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Rain, starting

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

It's

dusk

Style

1

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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 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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Better Lift

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

you have a beautiful account btw

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

all that is to say

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

yeah

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

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