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

this will be about a slug

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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bro i read nothing in my life

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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 Will Get Lighter

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

its performative

plato

its good

like first name

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Lift Analysis

much more tactility

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

i dont understand magnetisation

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

abrar?

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then