really i want the internet
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
it is hopeful
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
thank you
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
have you read
isaac
plato
its good
no i haven't really read anything
what do you mean
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
sorry i am texting like a slav
god being the centre magnet
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
but i respect your search
i understand