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Feb 25th / Monday / '08

prolog

This is what my professor, Anthony Inciong (links to writings) wrote at the top of my letter of recommendation:

prolog: fsh*hk-tshk-WHreee*CHANeLNGfshhhhhhangry fleetngstLI- i-ightRain-n-nshkgROMances Humachine is living tissue wedded to machinery, or transposing: machinery to living tissue? (We cannot know. querying: Perhaps we are the progeny of Humachine?) Humachine is a meta-construct, a def: grand scheme of various components. Human? Perhaps, though likely superior. The conventional altSenses: prosaic-bourgeois-humdrum lives of terrestrials such as you or listArray: I-me-we-they-us-them-she-he-her-him succumb to its enchantments. (Note: Humachine cannot parse ā€˜I’ for it is an apparatus.) Ceaseless, reflexive, luminous; the whir/stir is both assertion and embrace of our frailties and proclivities; our genius, ineptitudes, and depravities. She writes, compile: we see.

It is most spectacular.