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
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
in a post. I want to be remembered
lol
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
much more tactility
plato
i dont understand magnetisation
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
sorry i am texting like a slav
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
fw
i understand
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
you cannot feed someone truth
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.