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 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
i really havent
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Put a blanket."
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
really i want the internet
in a post. I want to be remembered
isaac newton
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
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.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
what do you mean
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
like magnets
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
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