She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
but i respect your search
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
you have a beautiful account btw
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
as in
you cannot feed someone truth
propensity within someone
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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i dont understand magnetisation
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
much more tactility
its good
abrar?
whats your name?