brb i will read and reply sincerely


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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


13, H, grate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

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

"Put a blanket."

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

i see a website

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