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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.


Lift Analysis

Style

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


with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

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.

Can I see

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

currently

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

Better Lift

hiding from the rain

Thank you, Jack

we need to be deconstructing our identities

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

as in

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

fw

so the method has to be autonomous

plato

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ion

lol

its good

IWGD

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

like first name

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