a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day. I created this site.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Worse Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

IWGD

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.


i see a website

ahnaf abrar

isaac newton

is this you as well

all that is to say


that looks like my instagram account

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

no like which do people call me

i love it here

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext