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.

no i haven't really read anything

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Rain, starting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

13, H, grate

much more tactility

really i want the internet

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

in a post. I want to be remembered

you have a beautiful account btw

but really the thing should be autonomous

you cannot feed someone truth

so at the end

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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

kind of mythopoesis

Worse Lift

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

all that is to say

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

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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