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"Put a blanket."

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

currently

the site i am dreaming

It Will Get Lighter

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

It Will Get Lighter

i really havent


i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

as in


you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

was it worth it

its performative

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

It Will Get Lighter

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

it is hopeful

not their contents

which magnetises chains of pins

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

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