The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

I Write Goodbye Letter

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

send link

not so on: yvf(wthw)

and the fake qualifier

so at the end

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

lol

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

i really havent

plato

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

abrar?

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Slug

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

i really havent