what do you think my name is

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.

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


much more tactility

not their contents

all that is to say

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

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

it is hopeful

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

like magnets

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

idk

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

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 want to do that too

your feed looks like my tumblr

Slug

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

i have read not even 1 book

feel you

yeah

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