the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
kind of mythopoesis
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
it is hopeful
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
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I am below everything.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
so the method has to be autonomous
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
not their contents
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
propensity within someone
hiding from the rain
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
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
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away