i have read not even 1 book
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
idk
we can only engage in such a way
no like which do people call me
yeah
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.
my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
all that is to say
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
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
isaac newton