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
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
yeah
have you read
but i respect your search
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
bro i read nothing in my life
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
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i have read not even 1 book
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ion
the site i am dreaming