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.

I am below everything.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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Style

Better Lift

Better Lift

yes

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

kind of mythopoesis

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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