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.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Can I see

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

It Will Get Lighter

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

"Put a blanket."

13, H, grate

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

abrar?

brb i will read and reply sincerely

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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

2 (actually index). two is company

wait what is that