really i want the internet
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
hiding from the rain
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
"Put a blanket."
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
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.
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.
no longer writing in the third person
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.but really the thing should be autonomous
Better Lift
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.