the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
Can I see
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
autonomy of learning
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
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
in a post. I want to be remembered
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
it is hopeful
much more tactility
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Thank you, Jack