Thank you, Jack

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

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

much more tactility

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

bro i read nothing in my life

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

division of reality is straying away from it

all that is to say

yeah

is this you as well

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

kind of mythopoesis

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

so the method has to be autonomous

what do you think my name is

...

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

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

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

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.