Books or Metaphors of What one lives for into the margin, there to wait till they saw their chance to rush into the field again.

In accompanying news: collaborating is a thrill unlike many others

thinking about misrecognition

Everyday I join a secret organization

Red Full Stops in Lines, Printed on Wove Paper

Check on your mimetic & studious friends

The energy for today is PTSD

Unravel from toxic individualism. You do nothing by yourself. Your whole life is a collaboration.

He filled the radiator, begged a map, and studied it.

One way to make strategic use of existing technologies to redesign the world is by talking to bots

“i” in speech & tone as if pronoun a premonition as pro-nomination properly portals to say: is your whose choice decides for where desire goes to uncode its cells of the center cellar, indeed as if — voice multiple for chamber . . .

& not by dint of force alone does it happen, it happens always around as a constant ping, verb form present tense, which rotates precisely in the moment it continues to freeze the pronoun on the other end of each & every line