it is hopeful
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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.
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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
really i want the internet
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
currently
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
i want to do that too