The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
its performative
its good
have you read
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
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
yeah
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
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that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
we can only engage in such a way
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
the site i am dreaming
I am below everything.
kind of mythopoesis