Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

that looks like my instagram account

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Picture

IWGD

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

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

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

all that is to say

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

propensity within someone

i really havent

hiding from the rain

division of reality is straying away from it

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

you cannot feed someone truth