currently
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
but really the thing should be autonomous
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
really i want the internet
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
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
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
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.
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