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.

thank you

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Today I felt like starting

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

kind of mythopoesis

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

yes

my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given

what do you mean

so an active mazelike process

plato

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

so at the end

isaac