was it worth it
Can I see
but i respect your search
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
yes
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
i see a website
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
really i want the internet
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.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
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
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
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
send link
wait what is that