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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

propensity within someone

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kind of mythopoesis

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

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

it is hopeful


Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

no longer writing in the third person


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it


wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

you have a beautiful account btw

much more tactility