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.

Rain, starting

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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

IWGD

"Put a blanket."

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Today I felt like starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

no longer writing in the third person

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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