i see a website

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

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

i really havent

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

hello reader,

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

kind of mythopoesis

...

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

the site i am dreaming

it is hopeful

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.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it