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

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

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Better Lift

no longer writing in the third person

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

hiding from the rain

...

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Slug

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
"Put a blanket."

no like which do people call me

is this you as well

yeah

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

feel you