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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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

really i want the internet

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

Lift Analysis

but i respect your search

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

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

its good

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

its good

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

i want to do that too

"Put a blanket."

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

no i haven't really read anything

abrar?

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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Rain, starting

sorry i am texting like a slav

ahnaf abrar