like first name
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
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
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thank you, Jack
really i want the internet
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
propensity within someone
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
but i respect your search
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
fw
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
your feed looks like my tumblr
yeah
division of reality is straying away from it
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
lol yea
god being the centre magnet
which magnetises chains of pins