and the fake qualifier

it is hopeful

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

13, H, grate

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.

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

plato

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

what do you mean

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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."