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


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.


ion

lol yea

your feed looks like my tumblr

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine



that looks like my instagram account

but i respect your search

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

propensity within someone

yeah

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

plato

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class