isaac newton

Today I felt like starting

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Worse Lift

"Put a blanket."

it is hopeful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

really i want the internet

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