hello reader,

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

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it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

kind of mythopoesis

Picture

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

but really the thing should be autonomous

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24