somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thank you, Jack

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

but really the thing should be autonomous

kind of mythopoesis

barren land

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

magnetisation/form

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

send your tumblr

we can only engage in such a way

all that is to say

its performative

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.


fw

you cannot feed someone truth

so at the end

yes