We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
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.nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
lol yea
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
and the fake qualifier
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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
i understand
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
bro i read nothing in my life
isaac newton
much more tactility
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.
your feed looks like my tumblr
yeah
no like which do people call me
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations: