feel you

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

IWGD

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

kind of mythopoesis


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

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

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.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

so at the end

but i respect your search

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

no longer writing in the third person

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

Picture

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

its good short few pages

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its good

wait what is that

what do you think my name is

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class