when the ball dropped (I really don't have time for this now!)

When VolVoX ate the sky
Ate our home
Ate our brains
Green Brain Glow
dripped down my chest
the tracing grew transparent
looked down saw my heart beating
beating in the Green Goo



They heard the Voices
Selling a Million Songs
Redirected-
we got one of those pettin' turtles out at the lake
sent to the wrong page again- it's like a low level virus

yea-

shit-

you've got to volunteer- you're not given a dime
sminjas i think are a much more credible threat than inFinks

disassemble-

there's something that you can actually use
and certainly more than Junk Thing- you just made that up!

I'm just going to cut up
so i saw this page
and there were sminjas on it

something bang it
something like black rubber
a hood with zippers on mouth and eyes

should we say that-

I think they were offering protection
pull up-

from the White Whiches
I don't know what to do
what should be included in this event?

this is liner and this is plastic

VolVox ate my homepage/string cells

it's not about that
we're gonna pull things with the skin of our teeth.

so far we have recovered only a small sampling of voices

and there is much contradiction between samples
this was a chaotic time period
a period of increasing chaotic complexity
interpreting time stamps is especially problematic
as various parts of the narrative were moving at different rates
some apparently even in reverse

we have, however, discovered the first known instance of the word VolVoX
although its pattern of capitalization is still a mystery
and its referent seems to have varied greatly
what were those beings experiencing?
because of the fragmentary nature of our subject
we are forced to create as much as we recover directly
in order to navigate in even a rudimentary fashion
through the portal that is now often referred to as "VolVoX"