Worse Lift

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

kind of mythopoesis

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

but really the thing should be autonomous

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Lift Analysis

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

no longer writing in the third person

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