Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out. 

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Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

Picture

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.

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

currently

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.