They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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

kind of mythopoesis

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

hiding from the rain

Thank you, Jack

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