I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

currently


you have a beautiful account btw

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

I am below everything.

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

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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

kind of mythopoesis

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Lift Analysis

Can I see