like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

Worse Lift

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

whats your name?

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

i understand

13, H, grate

is this you as well

2 (actually index). two is company

"Put a blanket."

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

so an active mazelike process

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

Better Lift

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

so the method has to be autonomous

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.