"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

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

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.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

IWGD

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

no longer writing in the third person

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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It Will Get Lighter

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

13, H, grate

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift
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FOUNDING DOCUMENT