something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

It Will Get Lighter

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I am below everything.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

13, H, grate

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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"Put a blanket."

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

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

and the fake qualifier

I Write Goodbye Letter