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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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.

i have read not even 1 book

all that is to say

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

send your tumblr

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

your feed looks like my tumblr

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.

not their contents

i want to do that too

barren land

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

as in

currently

god being the centre magnet

like magnets

lol yea

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

i really havent

I Write Goodbye Letter

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