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

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Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Rain, starting

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 Write Goodbye Letter

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

i really havent

Lift Analysis

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

not so on: yvf(wthw)