It Will Get Lighter


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.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Worse Lift

sorry i am texting like a slav

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

no longer writing in the third person

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

but really the thing should be autonomous

i want to do that too

what do you mean

and the fake qualifier

kind of mythopoesis

13, H, grate

no i haven't really read anything

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

its good

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.

isaac newton

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