"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
no longer writing in the third person
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
hiding from the rain
"Put a blanket."
the site i am dreaming
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
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
lol
not their contents