you cannot feed someone truth

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.

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

it is hopeful

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Picture

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

no longer writing in the third person

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt