a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

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.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

kind of mythopoesis

Thank you, Jack

much more tactility

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

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

but really the thing should be autonomous

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49