Spontaneous yet coarse, of course I have no idea what triggered this episode, whatever it is, I'm feeling neutral, sometimes a bit mania, sometimes a bit down, whatever it is, it won't properly affect me yet it is disabling a part of circuit.
I demand resolution.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
There are too many of us...
It's a realization caught abruptly in flight.
What's going on with us? Getting mingled with wallpaper objectivities. Without much thought, not even 1800 seconds in a day.
A bit tiring for ambition.
A bit torturing for intelligence.
A bit lost for the ancients.
Go find the objectives.
Labels:
abstract,
art,
australia,
avant-garde,
brisbane,
conceptual,
cyberpunk,
fusion,
grev,
jazz,
prose,
transhumanism,
transhumanist,
writing
So what contributes to fire
Absence isn't a good for certain things, probably not good for this one, or some of you rather me not update this... oh well shit happens in ambiguous ways.
A artistic block of some sorts clouded me for a little while, somehow things came back for a bit, a continuum of worries blocked it a bit but things got better and I have a feeling it'd be fine soon. Possibilty of artistic output are cyberpunk; lingering cities, etc. Ambiguity makes it simple yet refreshing and memory-inducing.
I have no input in other things at the moment, probably start another blog for objective articles.
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