something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."Put a blanket."
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
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
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
it is hopeful
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
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.isaac
so the method has to be autonomous
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
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