i understand

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Worse Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

as in

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

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

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

no longer writing in the third person

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.

"Put a blanket."

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

so the method has to be autonomous

its performative

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

not their contents

IWGD

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