I call our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are privileged to live in Space. —↑Edwin A. Abbott (1884:Section 1.) Victorian society seems to be … Continue reading →
In ↵her comment to my entry ↵cyberian churches, ↑orange asked, referring to the entry’s two pictures: “and what makes these “cyberpunk ambient”?” First of all, if a little introspection from my side is allowed, both pictures give me the … Continue reading →
Just a little story on personal appropriation of mass-produced commodities. The stores around here carry a vast diversity of nearly identical products for everyday use in mass-consumption style, like e.g. shower gel and sun milk. Sometimes the contents are … Continue reading →
Today a friend of mine who is not so much into soccer, asked me why the commentators on television are always talking about the “FIFA WM 2006”, and went on asking, if there was another soccer world cup besides … Continue reading →
It’s always the same. Or, “same, same”, as people belonging to certain Asian families of languages use to say. Once in the Transhimalayas we had a caravan’s man taking care of the horses, a fine guy indeed, but, no matter … Continue reading →
I’m not sure what the man’s up to. We know that quite some time ago he had quit blogging because for him it didn’t go together well with writing a novel. When The Guardian‘s ↑Hamish Mackintosh asked him in … Continue reading →
sponges, gears, and characters sponges “I have an idea,” Poseidonios thought on the Greek island of Rhodes, simultaneously having in mind the idea he referred to, and the meta-idea of having that very idea. “I have an idea,” Charles Babbage … Continue reading →
More cyberpunk ambiente: Nooped has hinted me to ↑mare nostrum [at the left], and KerLeone to another ↑church in Spain [at the right, scroll down a bit for this one]—thanks to both.
Continue reading →Munich offers some striking features. I don’t mean those ones experienced by the flocks of tourists streaming into the city ’cause of the soccer world cup these days, but quieter ones, mediating unique experiences. If you journey by bicycle … Continue reading →
Excerpt from Neal Stephenson’s “Diamond Age” (1995), Dinosaur’s tale: Next I found myself in the care of the mammals, who were almost all shrews. They led me up into the foothills, to the mouth of a great cave. “Your … Continue reading →