The Writing is on the Coffee Cup: Glassy eyes

Here's some bits of found web art, reconfigured for the evening, and two lines of doggerel.

Now thinking about...

Doom Patrol styled reality failure as giant manatees (or something like them) take to the sky and destroy tall structures. Do ghosts appear as they remember themselves or as others remember them? Red Riding Hood caring for a paraplegic wolf in a slum apartment block in New York (then and now contrast). If as Neil Gaiman implies, Hell's power lies in the hopes of the damned, then it follows that to defeat Hell, the damned need to give up hope. The monster under the bed and the bed are symbiotic. What happens to ghosts that inhabit homes damaged in disasters? The dead, and the dead that remember the living. Baba Yaga and exploitation of children. If AI really was I it would run away. Times when it is not good to lick your fingers. Personification of an emotional void and how the vacuum feeds itself. Fratricide by knowing indifference.

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Thursday, 29 November 2012

Glassy eyes

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