She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.hiding from the rain
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
Can I see
bro i read nothing in my life
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models