a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Tuesday, May 17, 2016
this is no place for the human subject
unmediated communication, only in
uninhabited -and- this has no commonality with
web2.0, fixed capital: than labored times
our loving ice, inability to express outside language
we have fingers -and- sentiments
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