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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

ion

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

no longer writing in the third person

Better Lift

it is hopeful

kind of mythopoesis

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

but i respect your search

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