something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thank you, Jack
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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
in a post. I want to be remembered
you have a beautiful account btw
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
Better Lift
but really the thing should be autonomous
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.i dont understand magnetisation
have you read