Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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


something religious, a kind of complex, it will get lighter, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


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

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

i really havent

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

December 2025

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