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 struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
really i want the internet
i love it here
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i see a website
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
is this you as well
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
so at the end
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
and the fake qualifier
barren land
yeah
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
idk
or never left
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
no like which do people call me
plato