barren land
i understand
what do you think my name is
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
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
was it worth it
not so on: yvf(wthw)
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
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 love it here
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isaac
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
lol yea
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
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
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos