She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

feel you

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somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

kind of mythopoesis

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

currently

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

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

Thank you, Jack

no longer writing in the third person

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

brb i will read and reply sincerely

but really the thing should be autonomous

Better Lift

hiding from the rain

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

plato

was it worth it

your feed looks like my tumblr

i really havent

what do you think my name is

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

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

so at the end