Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
what do you mean
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
god being the centre magnet
in a post. I want to be remembered
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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Lift Analysis
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
i see a website
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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
sorry i am texting like a slav
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it