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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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

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

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

it is hopeful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

so at the end

Better Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

its good

so the method has to be autonomous

whats your name?

lol