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It Will Get Lighter

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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

"Put a blanket."

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

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

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i see a website

division of reality is straying away from it

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

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

hiding from the rain

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

currently

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

but really the thing should be autonomous