There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

i have read not even 1 book

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

plato

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

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

no like which do people call me

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac newton

idk


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

and the fake qualifier

i really havent

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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 haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

fw

was it worth it


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

is this you as well

have you read