After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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


but really the thing should be autonomous

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

i see a website

I am below everything.

Picture

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

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

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

and the fake qualifier

no i haven't really read anything

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

lol yea

not so on: yvf(wthw)

autonomy of learning

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

...

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 love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

isaac

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.