Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
is everyoneback on tumblr now
feel you
abrar?
yeah
no like which do people call me
its good
and the fake qualifier
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
December 2025
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
I am below everything.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.plato
what do you mean
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
ion
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
and the fake qualifier
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
currently
or never left
Lift Analysis
that looks like my instagram account
was it worth it