not so on: yvf(wthw)

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

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

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

i have read not even 1 book

i understand

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

but i respect your search

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

no longer writing in the third person

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

plato

magnetises a pin

as in

bro i read nothing in my life

its performative

yeah

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.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

ion

i love it here

propensity within someone

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

Slug

Rain, starting

its good

but really the thing should be autonomous

Worse Lift

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

which magnetises chains of pins

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

in a post. I want to be remembered