As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

feel you

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ahnaf abrar

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

barren land

like first name

"Put a blanket."

its good

the site i am dreaming

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

your feed looks like my tumblr

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

i really havent

i have read not even 1 book

autonomy of learning

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

send your tumblr

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

yeah

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

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

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