nothing to say. so many ways to say it
if i were to speak honestly i would let loose a diatribe the likes the world has never seen and so i must hold back for what purpose
Local high precinct teriyaki allegiance
the cow is a machine
(8) quail eggs (2) stalk of kale (3/4 cup) frozen peas (3) brazil nuts
rewiring tangential connections in sutures
the weapon, the identity, the supply chain, the inference
interfaces drawn by augmentation of hand/senses or dissolved into objects, users over-outlined by self-quantification and exploded by arrival of variety of sensors, algorithms and robots
Strange innocence of The Matrix playing, boys presses Alt+Ctrl+Del gripping Esc button. Demiurge interrupted, Looking, Voyager Golden Record on their Spotify. Plugged in one universe, dancing the dualistic foxtrot.
large business deals shaking hands is the life for me
Hollow Echoes Riddles Upon Skin
Lustron homes as high concept tech-utopia relics. Stainless, resilient, shotgun destiny shooting loud. Powering electric Peugeots on battery norms. Find the ghosts terrorizing infrastructure futurists.
coming together exchanging gifts. i give the best gifts and receive the best in return
freezing cold wilderness campfire crackling weeds purple sky
and What comes after the father? The sun.
i yell at god and look down wondering who it is yelling at me
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