is this you as well

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

plato

abrar?

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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

i was tempted to lie about my name

and the fake qualifier

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

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.

was it worth it

its good

Better Lift

or never left

ion

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 see a website

its good

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet