the site i am dreaming

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

Slug

but really the thing should be autonomous

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

yeah

that looks like my instagram account

i see a website

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