the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Today I felt like starting

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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

i see a website

currently

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

2 (actually index). two is company

kind of mythopoesis

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.

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 Will Get Lighter

what do you think my name is

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

plato

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.