here now others are out there. rings |
synchronaut. 26 May 2003 / 3:03 a.m. i am typing one handed because i am holding a cigarette. i am wearing headphones and weightlifting gloves. i am reading about reasons to love the city, and i am listening to house music. open windows: i am watching an mpg of my friends at a wedding in India, chatting with people 1000/10000/560 miles away. all of it is seamless. if postmodernism has accomplished anything, it is the perfection of the all-and-everything moment. i am whole when i am fragmented, and singleminded in a thousand pieces. Om Namah Shivaya. Om to the perfection of the divine machine. hosted by diaryland. |