Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


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.

"Put a blanket."

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.


Better Lift

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

13, H, grate

in a post. I want to be remembered

IWGD

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

really i want the internet

you have a beautiful account btw

Rain, starting

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