Steven's Weblog

they’re a great place to practice my particular pointillistic style of info-dabbling.
that subliminal feeling of immersion in a physicalized potential-space.
the cohabitation of old and new, from the ancient-obsolete to the fantastic-futuristic.
the quiet. The noise.
the slow unfolding of a hypercompressed universal homunculus.
the smell and security of paper.
knowing that these other people are like me in a certain way.
the uncountable fragments of freedom recoalescing.