Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Thank you, Jack

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.