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
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
but i respect your search
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
so the method has to be autonomous
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
fw
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
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos