you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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and the fake qualifier
feel you
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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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 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.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
but i respect your search
the site i am dreaming
sorry i am texting like a slav
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
what do you mean
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.