a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting


somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

god being the centre magnet

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

barren land

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

ion

i want to do that too

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

its performative

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.

all that is to say

division of reality is straying away from it

Rain, starting

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

so at the end