I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
hiding from the rain
but really the thing should be autonomous
currently
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
I am below everything.
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
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
whats your name?
have you read
sorry i am texting like a slav
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
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
isaac