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.

is everyoneback on tumblr now

in a post. I want to be remembered

currently

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

13, H, grate

it is hopeful

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

i was tempted to lie about my name

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

have you read

ion

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

no i haven't really read anything

what do you mean