I Write Goodbye Letter

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

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Today I felt like starting

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

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

Can I see

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

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

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

13, H, grate

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

IWGD

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46