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

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

your feed looks like my tumblr

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

It Will Get Lighter

yeah

Better Lift

its performative

as in

or never left

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

so the method has to be autonomous

lol yea

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

that looks like my instagram account

idk

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

kind of mythopoesis

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

not their contents

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models