"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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
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
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
the site i am dreaming
that looks like my instagram account
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
i really havent
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
or never left
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
lol yea
what do you think my name is
we need to be deconstructing our identities