It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

was it worth it

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

IWGD

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

really i want the internet

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

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FOUNDING DOCUMENT

is this you as well

yeah

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people