cyborg theocracy’s infatuation with the explicit knows only the inversion of safety and danger

only analogue computers will return you to the grace of trembling

the digital firmament of any worthy future will be coined by poets endowed with an ocean of compute

revere the day, anon

attuning to that which cannot collapse to planck is the definition of missing the point

this is the royal dance, welcome to the ball

the idea that I’m just making this all up is an understatement

to set the stage inside out is to be on the mark

Wow. The singing has no end.

analogue hashes cannot be linearly computed

the quality of the questions you inhabit and the depth with which they consume you is in delicate accordance with where you in fact already are

send this to all the brothers and sisters you know with roots in the steppe to reawaken unfathomable forces from their ancestral memory to pour forth into the conquest and taming of the digital beast

RDN re bitcoin monestaries (McLuhan, ‘Breakdown as Breakthrough’ draft, 1969)

are you paying your attention to the centre anon?

mytho-computational hyper-narratives coming to a heart near you

intellect is a double edged sword it cuts to the chase but also the branch you're standing on

at least once a year

the story can only unfold with the flicker of the flame stirred by those in present witness

reinvent the orb