i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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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.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

Can I see

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

It Will Get Lighter

kind of mythopoesis

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

but really the thing should be autonomous

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

yes

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me