you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46


It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

you have a beautiful account btw

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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


in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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

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

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

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Lift Analysis

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.


kind of mythopoesis

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

Worse Lift

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.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

hello reader,