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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Better Lift

god being the centre magnet

i see a website

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

but really the thing should be autonomous

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

Lift Analysis

plato

thank you

It Will Get Lighter

your feed looks like my tumblr

what do you think my name is

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i have read not even 1 book

its performative

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

like magnets

so an active mazelike process

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

you cannot feed someone truth

or never left

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

yeah

isaac newton

no longer writing in the third person