the site i am dreaming

IWGD

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

13, H, grate

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.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


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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

hiding from the rain

Better Lift

much more tactility

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

send your tumblr

not their contents

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

its performative

idk

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Better Lift

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

in a post. I want to be remembered