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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
yes
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
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