Better Lift

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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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.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

is everyoneback on tumblr now

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i dont understand magnetisation

yes

lol

hiding from the rain

plato

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

isaac

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

bro i read nothing in my life