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

...

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

i really havent

wait what is that

2 (actually index). two is company

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

you cannot feed someone truth