It Will Get Lighter

so at the end

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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.

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.

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 21:22:59

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

But seriously, thank you, Jack

IWGD

yeah

Style

or never left

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

all that is to say

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

send your tumblr

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

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

like magnets

we need to be deconstructing our identities

god being the centre magnet

i was tempted to lie about my name