Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
yes
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
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
i love it here
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
we can only engage in such a way
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
not their contents
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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Thank you, Jack
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
as in
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
or never left