no longer writing in the third person

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

Worse Lift

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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

"Put a blanket."

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Better Lift

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

but really the thing should be autonomous

IWGD

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

Can I see

i love it here