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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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you cannot feed someone truth

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

Rain, starting

magnetisation/form

in a post. I want to be remembered

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

"Put a blanket."

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It Will Get Lighter

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currently

Lift Analysis

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

its performative

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak