i understand

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.

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

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

kind of mythopoesis

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
"Put a blanket."

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

brb i will read and reply sincerely

in a post. I want to be remembered

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter

Better Lift

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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13, H, grate

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41