i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Picture


It Will Get Lighter

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

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


Style


something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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not so on: yvf(wthw)

Worse Lift

I Write Goodbye Letter

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

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

feel you

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.


whats your name?

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people