plato

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav

feel you

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

and the fake qualifier

Thank you, Jack

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

send your tumblr

autonomy of learning

bro i read nothing in my life

what do you think my name is

its good

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

abrar?

god being the centre magnet

but really the thing should be autonomous

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Better Lift

its good short few pages

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?