It Will Get Lighter

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

It Will Get Lighter

I am below everything.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

13, H, grate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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.

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

much more tactility

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

bro i read nothing in my life

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

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

brb i will read and reply sincerely

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i understand