Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
it is hopeful
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.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
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
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
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but i respect your search
Can I see
but really the thing should be autonomous
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
no longer writing in the third person
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
really i want the internet