Lift Analysis

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Rain, starting

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there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

division of reality is straying away from it

we can only engage in such a way

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i love it here

its performative

was it worth it

you cannot feed someone truth

like magnets

abrar?

it is hopeful

whats your name?

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.