your feed looks like my tumblr
Lift Analysis
propensity within someone
division of reality is straying away from it
wait what is that
hello reader,
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
but i respect your search
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
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
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
magnetisation/form
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
that looks like my instagram account
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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its good
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"