Can I see


that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

whats your name?

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

it is hopeful

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever


...

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

2 (actually index). two is company

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

I Write Goodbye Letter