Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
no longer writing in the third person
Style
13, H, grate
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
2 (actually index). two is company
Lift Analysis
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too
specific.
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