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.

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?


god being the centre magnet

i love it here

which magnetises chains of pins

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

ahnaf abrar

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

magnetises a pin

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

yes

autonomy of learning

we can only engage in such a way

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


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 did until you asked which kind of gave it away

abrar?

all that is to say

your feed looks like my tumblr

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