but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
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.
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.
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
Better Lift
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
Today I felt like starting
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
...
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.
was it worth it
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
yes
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i understand
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
i dont understand magnetisation
idk
not so on: yvf(wthw)