Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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
god being the centre magnet
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
its good
in a post. I want to be remembered
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
we can only engage in such a way
whats your name?
abrar?
is this you as well
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now