It Will Get Lighter

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after dusk, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

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.

Better Lift

whats your name?

its performative

magnetisation/form

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

thank you

autonomy of learning

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

plato

it is hopeful

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17