so at the end

Picture

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

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.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

IWGD

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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

isaac newton

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

it is hopeful

so the method has to be autonomous

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 wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

like magnets

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

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

thank you

yeah

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.

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