plato

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Put a blanket."
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Better Lift

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT


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


as in


Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

Better Lift

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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.