Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i have read not even 1 book
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
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
kind of mythopoesis
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
it is hopeful
Can I see
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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
really i want the internet
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 wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
barren land
the site i am dreaming
yes
Lift Analysis
we need to be deconstructing our identities
lol yea
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away