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

magnetisation/form

Rain, starting

i dont understand magnetisation

is this you as well

i want to do that too

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

which magnetises chains of pins

isaac

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

13, H, grate

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

feel you

division of reality is straying away from it

its performative

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

thank you

like magnets

is everyoneback on tumblr now

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i have read not even 1 book

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

ahnaf abrar

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.