Above and behind a window
opens and a cigarette hangs out.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.
Style
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
you have a beautiful account btw
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen.
I go inside.
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
