okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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.

currently

IWGD

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

but i respect your search

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.


Lift Analysis

much more tactility

not so on: yvf(wthw)

is this you as well

Thank you, Jack

Can I see

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

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

no like which do people call me