the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
"Put a blanket."
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
I am below everything.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.hello reader,
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
hiding from the rain