13, H, grate

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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.

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Better Lift

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

isaac newton

ahnaf abrar

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

plato

its good short few pages

what do you think my name is

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

feel you

was it worth it

kind of mythopoesis

but really the thing should be autonomous

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

so an active mazelike process