They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
but really the thing should be autonomous
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.that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
plato
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
no like which do people call me
and the fake qualifier
you cannot feed someone truth
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
all that is to say
i love it here
what do you think my name is
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