really i want the internet
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
much more tactility
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
but really the thing should be autonomous
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
in a post. I want to be remembered
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'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
not their contents
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.