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.

Style

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Thank you, Jack

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i see a website

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

no longer writing in the third person

IWGD

really i want the internet

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now