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

no longer writing in the third person

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

currently

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift

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

IWGD

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

really i want the internet

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

we can only engage in such a way

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

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

i see a website

all that is to say

and the fake qualifier

you cannot feed someone truth

it is hopeful

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

yes

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i understand