There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
what do you think my name is
hiding from the rain
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
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
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
no longer writing in the third person
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
as in
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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