doom 4
This time it does not seem to be an april fool’s joke, like last year—four days ago, on 07 May 2008, ↑id Software announced: Production has begun on DOOM 4™, the next journey into the legendary DOOM universe. We … Continue reading →
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enemy dispenser
manuscript-day eleven of 100 Overlay text points me to a decidedly surreal element, a large switch, its socket pasted to a brick wall. An enamel sign above it reads ‘enemy dispenser.’ Gathering all my guts I am stepping up to … Continue reading →
raining games
manuscript-day four of 100 Yesterday night, while hunched over his C-64, absorbedly somersaulting over compact droids while running along platforms, hard banging against the door of his flat wrenched him out of immersion. ‘Open that door immediately,’ a … Continue reading →
warped visions
manuscript-day three of 100 Imagine an unspecified European traveller voyaging into an equally unspecified remote area, there coming into contact with the even more unspecified indigenous population. The society he visits lacks scripture, but pictorial representation is abound. With an … Continue reading →
ignition—ablaze rewritten
manuscript-day two of 100 My having an appointment here and now renders the situation odd. Else there would be little wonder in the downtown Manhattan spaghetti joint being perfectly deserted at that time of night. Way past the graveyard … Continue reading →
penthouse
manuscript-day one of 100 Are you really sure that a floor can’t also be a ceiling? —M. C. Escher The skies outside the floor to ceiling glass panes resemble all but white noise on television. Nothing of a dead … Continue reading →
manuscript
During the last days the process of writing the dreaded book, which now definitely will be christened “maxmod—an ethnography of cyberculture” (note the humbleness, it’s an ethnography, not the ethnography), was going really well. I’ve got a run. Recently I … Continue reading →
trobriand assets
His total assets were quickly converted to New Yen, a fat sheaf of the old paper currency that circulated endlessly through the closed circuit of the world’s black markets like the seashells of the Trobriand islanders. (↵Gibson 1984: 6)
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John Ferdinand Woodstock & The Rebirth Experience Once upon a foggy night, I put on my hunting shoes. Told my Lady not to wait— said, I go hunting for a goose. Rays of moonlight on my way, make me … Continue reading →
the unholy trinity—compulsory reading
↑DAWKINS, RICHARD. 2006. The god delusion. New York City: Bantam Books. ↑HARRIS, SAM. 2004. The end of faith: Religion, terror, and the future of reason. New York City: W. W. Norton. ↑HITCHENS, CHRISTOPHER. 2007. God is not great: How religion … Continue reading →