neurosis from the underground
There’s a thing inside you that the mask doesn’t know is there; it’s a slice through you. It may even be the slice that controls you.
I have been avoiding this blog for a few reasons despite a mountain of terrible ideas ready to go. If I know you and you recently found this site was revived, please don’t tell me. I prefer to keep that door closed.
I don’t have much right now.
25 years ago I never could have imagined that the internet would become the crystallized substrate of collective human madness. I could only see how connected - how small - the world would soon be. I was excited. I never imagined we would all fall into our screens like a fever dream.
Now though, I have an aversion to it all. I’ll talk about that another time. Too much to say there.
In the future, everything will be cringe.