the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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.

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

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

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

i have read not even 1 book

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.

that looks like my instagram account

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

its good

Picture

Can I see

like first name

your feed looks like my tumblr

"Put a blanket."

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barren land

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

fw

idk

Slug

i am quite illiterate on producing technology