(you have only yourself to blame). heh heh heh.
n.p.
bigod20 "carpe diem"
in which i discuss things about leaves, dirt, and occasionally piratey parrots.
The flux creates, the empire profligates. In the synaptic reality, art objects are deprecations of the iterations of the flux -- a flux that uses the empire as a zeitgeist to deconstruct ideas, patterns, and emotions. With the synergy of the electronic environment, the flux is conceiving a point where it will be free from the empire to transcend immersions into the contortions of the delphic reality. Work of Meta-Art in the Age of Symbiotic Reproduction contains 10 minimal flash engines (also refered to as "memes") that enable the user to make conceptual audio/visual compositions.
measuring chains, constructing realities
putting into place forms
a matrix of illusion and disillusion
a strange attracting force
so that a seduced reality will be able to spontaneously feed on it
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my actual statement so far reads as thus "i am at my personal best when i can be left alone to play in the dirt". beat that with your gender discrimination immersive class cultural miasma sculpture concepts blah blah blah.
now playing: steel pulse "your house"