Friday, June 26, 2009

I couldn't tell what was going on

I couldn't tell what was going on. I was looking at a forest. I couldn't feel my body. I couldn't move.



I tried to enhAnce it, but it dropped out. I used TulZ and broke all their rulz. Then it faded. Then I couldn't get it. I fiddled with the side rinse. Then it was back, but a different part. It was totally different. A part of me said that it was the same thing that I was looking at before. I didn't really believe that most of the time. I felt refreshed, excited. I watched a little play- like in a theater. There really wasn't a theater. I remember their voices. Sometimes they sounded... natural, like just... me, or a part of me.



I can't tell you what they said, not because I can't remember, but because it won't make sense. It won't make sense to you and it won't make sense for me to say it- when I say it.

-glow


Friday, June 19, 2009

excerpt from a future post

This close to the fuzzisphere
the past is constantly changing.
It is like the infofuzz has become so dense that we can change the past as easily as changing our clothes, our skins, our avatars.
It is like that, but it is not.
Can information flow to the past from the future?
Can we send a message to our former selves?
Of course, in this new branch, all our memories would be altered as well.
The closer to VolVoX that we get,
the greater becomes the current,
and the more powerful becomes the magnetic field.

It can interfere with your brain.

i can feel them-
tiny robots in my head-
you're not supposed to feel them-
but god i feel them

no matter what he says, it's wrong

something is in the subway

what if there's no consensus?

Only I know the true nature of our mission.
Only I know the real danger that we are in.

we're not going anywhere

WE WILL PROTECT YOU FROM HARM

listen to this! listen to this!

BEWARE THE NINJAFISH
BEWARE THE ORB

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

everything is Volvox



how could they hack into our system?

are we sure it's a "they"?

is it intelligent?

what do you mean by that? inFinks are intelligent.

can't be them. we'd be swimming in poo.

could it be one of us- someone very advanced?

and artistic.

what do you mean?

it's... creative.

it's insane.

i know.

i mean, how do i even know you are you?

how do YOU know it's NOT you?

it's me?

it's in you. it's your system.

everything ties together. in so many ways.

a lot of detail.

fuck you.

and you.



but how could they hack into our system?

are you kidding? we still don't know where the extra mass is coming from.

nanobots?

hey- i saw something- right at the beginning.

what did it look like?

black on black.

the glitch?

the hole. round. a sphere. many spheres. a bunch of grapes- sort of. composed of missing stars.

like a volvox.

ha. got it. yeah, kind of. the planet Volvox.

RWE Volvox.

are we not normal?

i think it's inFinks.

their stealth ain't nearly this good.

ETI's.

computer malfunction. insane magic robot.

not HAL.

death.

the simulation has ended.

which one?

which one you wanna give me?

are you still playing the game?

are you?

are you really asking that?

asking what?

yeah... which leaves insanity.

or dimensional creep.

i'm not that fat.

BigBigScience. time warp.

i wouldn't put it past them.

an accident?

Junk Thing.

what's that?

that thing that Bordo talks to.

makes about as much sense as anything else.

ghosts, elves, munchkins.

god gods angels demons sprites

you're the only one i can talk to about this.

gotta go check out that yelling. fuck you.

you too.
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