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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

i see a website

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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

magnetisation/form

but really the thing should be autonomous

brb i will read and reply sincerely

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

13, H, grate

I am below everything.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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

really i want the internet

so an active mazelike process

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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.