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hiding from the rain
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.
magnetisation/form
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
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
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
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
you have a beautiful account btw
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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.
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting