hiding from the rain

and the fake qualifier

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

you have a beautiful account btw

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation


She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

really i want the internet

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

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i really havent


Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

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

much more tactility

December 2025

...

we need to be deconstructing our identities

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

and the fake qualifier

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.

Thank you, Jack

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

whats your name?

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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