Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
kind of mythopoesis
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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
currently
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
...
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Thank you, Jack