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.

yes

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i really havent

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

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.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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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

autonomy of learning

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

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

part of an old note. It will get lighter.
you know who you are. no more time, not like 1. way too specific.

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.

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

so at the end