bro i read nothing in my life
in a post. I want to be remembered
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
and the fake qualifier
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
wait what is that
its good
your feed looks like my tumblr
yeah
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
plato
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
i really havent
magnetises a pin
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i dont understand magnetisation
...
the site i am dreaming
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you