you have a beautiful account btw

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

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

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

"Put a blanket."

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

It Will Get Lighter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

no longer writing in the third person

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

what do you mean

autonomy of learning

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

fw

no like which do people call me

its good

is everyoneback on tumblr now

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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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isaac newton

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.