There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

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

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

I am below everything.

"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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Better Lift

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Picture

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Rain, starting

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

It Will Get Lighter

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation