to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
we can only engage in such a way
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
currently
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
so an active mazelike process
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
brb i will read and reply sincerely
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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
Better Lift
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
much more tactility
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt