something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
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
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
so an active mazelike process
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 have read not even 1 book
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
lol yea
idk
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
barren land
isaac
its performative