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

13, H, grate

It's

dusk

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

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.

"Put a blanket."

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

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

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

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

all that is to say

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Better Lift

what do you think my name is

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

like first name

i really havent

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

really i want the internet

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.