We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Put a blanket."
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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.
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.
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
it is hopeful
brb i will read and reply sincerely
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
ahnaf abrar
thank you
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
isaac newton
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
isaac
its performative