13, H, grate

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

I Write Goodbye Letter

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

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.

no longer writing in the third person

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

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.


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

It Will Get Lighter

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