currently

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.


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Rain, starting

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

It Will Get Lighter

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

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.

i dont understand magnetisation

Better Lift

lol yea


I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

isaac

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

have you read

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

not their contents

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

ahnaf abrar

so the method has to be autonomous

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

i was tempted to lie about my name

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

so an active mazelike process

much more tactility