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

kind of mythopoesis

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i see a website

Style

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

bro i read nothing in my life

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