a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

you have a beautiful account btw

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

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

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

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

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

I am below everything.

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

yes

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

hiding from the rain

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

hello reader,

I Write Goodbye Letter

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

feel you

idk

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