Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

Style

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

we can only engage in such a way

Rain, starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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 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

hiding from the rain

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


there is a distinction between western-modern pedagogical systems that's like text-based as in a legal method but there is an idea of "pathshala" or "guru shissho"/ "porompora" i mean how masters relayed knowledge to the student by (oral) transmission often by memorising books. so what was taught was always interactive. knowledge was interactive, you spoke with people rather than read texts.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

division of reality is straying away from it

you have a beautiful account btw

Worse Lift

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.

so at the end

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

so the method has to be autonomous

1


in a post. I want to be remembered

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

but i respect your search

its performative

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life