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Reluctantly crouched at the starting line. I'm a driver, I'm a winner. Things are gonna change, I can feel it. He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse. He's going the distance. He's going for speed. He's going the distance. Ahh... / Ah. Words to remember: neoteny. cynosure. immanent. mercantilism. teleology.Read more about me »

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Thursday, August 23rd, 2012
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Skatastrophys 3 on Flickr. REALITY OF THE VIRTUAL -…

Monday, August 20th, 2012

Skatastrophys 3 on Flickr.
REALITY OF THE VIRTUAL – 2012.8.19.
The title ‘Reality of the Virtual’ comes from the Slavoj Zizek’s lecture/documentary.
I was watching crappy movies on Netflix the other night, and came across, first
‘Love Story 2…

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Philip K. Dick – A Day in the Afterlife

Wednesday, August 1st, 2012

Philip K. Dick – A Day in the Afterlife

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And How are We Feeling Today?

Tuesday, July 17th, 2012

Well… I just seem to have this abiding fear…
Yes…
Of getting smaller…
I see…
 And in what way do you think you are getting smaller?

In direct relationship to the scrutinizing glance of a psychiatrist.

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UNTITLED DOCUMENT

Wednesday, July 11th, 2012

sanitizing is the verbfor making something saneyou told yourselfto just stop talkingyeah, cause, every thing you sayis hatingand the reason for economythat is, the thingis inhibitions\dispensationsdisillusion is a -wayof say, to hate your revelationsan…

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The Cali Vortex Has Just Opened

Wednesday, June 13th, 2012

The Cali Vortex Has Just Opened

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"Classical philosophy is reduced to consoling itself with the thought that after science has …"

Sunday, June 3rd, 2012

“Classical philosophy is reduced to consoling itself with the thought that after science has discovered everything,” there will still be the problem of utilizing what has been discovered, there will remain the problem of conduct, and that is a phi…

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Glitch

Tuesday, May 22nd, 2012

The blue glow from the dash of the car I noticed, as I stopped at the corner, was misplaced. The car was parked, the headlights down, and the driver was not there when I looked for them. Somehow I had snuck up upon this car just as I would if I were tr…

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