hiding from the rain
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
kind of mythopoesis
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
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i see a website
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
you cannot feed someone truth
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
so the method has to be autonomous
division of reality is straying away from it
mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation
hello reader,
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
lol
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
not their contents
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.
i really havent