Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i have read not even 1 book

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

yeah

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

Can I see

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

lol yea

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

or never left

have you read

but really the thing should be autonomous

whats your name?

so the method has to be autonomous

sorry i am texting like a slav

as in

all that is to say

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

but i respect your search

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them