in a post. I want to be remembered

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

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.

i see a website

Better Lift

kind of mythopoesis

It Will Get Lighter

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

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

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

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.

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

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike


plato

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50


Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03