Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

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

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

division of reality is straying away from it

barren land

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

as in

so an active mazelike process

send your tumblr

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time


idk

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet