a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Thank you, Jack

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

yeah

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

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

kind of mythopoesis

but i respect your search

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

brb i will read and reply sincerely

and the fake qualifier

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

December 2025

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

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