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
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
hiding from the rain
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
no like which do people call me
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
Today I felt like starting
i was tempted to lie about my name
division of reality is straying away from it
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
"Put a blanket."
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
which magnetises chains of pins
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.