I am below everything.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
December 2025
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
isaac newton
much more tactility
but really the thing should be autonomous
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
its performative
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
the site i am dreaming
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
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