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It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

kind of mythopoesis

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

Style

really i want the internet

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

you have a beautiful account btw

no longer writing in the third person

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

and the fake qualifier

was it worth it

Thank you, Jack

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

wait what is that