Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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
and the fake qualifier
really i want the internet
i see a website
its good
its good
have you read
no longer writing in the third person
brb i will read and reply sincerely
send link
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
Better Lift
bro i read nothing in my life
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
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.
you have a beautiful account btw
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
but really the thing should be autonomous
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.