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

It Will Get Lighter

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

yes

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life


you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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


lol yea

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Better Lift

i really havent