Nervous Devices and Electronic Tics

Something new...

2011-09-02T16:58:00.000-07:00

The old music book haunts the hallways of the machine's mind. It doesn't think about it, per se - but it always knows that it is there, with its staves and quavers. A car might drive past the enclosure and it will remind the machine of the book, smelling like dust and old ink. The machine has no idea why. The book has pictures of four men on the cover, dressed in black suits and playing instruments, whilst an array of enormous black arrows point at them accusingly. It is a strange custom to the machine, who does not understand.

No wonder I don't remember...

2010-02-10T17:55:00.001-08:00

That was 2007.

Ok, I'll start using this again, until the rest of my web presence normalizes again.

In the meantime:

http://fuckthisnoise.com

Dreaming

2007-06-14T05:40:00.000-07:00

Had a bizarre dream occurrence this morning - bizarre mostly in that the dream wasn't strange at all. All I can remember is that I was up the road at a deli (that doesn't exist) packing up a lot of food for the kids (who were out in the car). I knew it was taking a log time, but I wasn't rushing it. I remember having my typical difficult time with plastic wrap, trying to wrap up some ground lamb. There was some newspaper ad with figurines of the cartoon Beatles for sale, the woman at the counter (which I was actually behind... and was in the middle of the delicatessen) asking me if I wanted the figures.

The unusual part was that I startled awake with the most acute sense of spatial disorientation... Not just that I didn't know where I was (my bedroom), but that I didn't even know what the bed was. My body was an unnatural protrusion of my psyche, an unwelcome appendage. I stumbled out of bed and started playing on the computer while normality was regained.

Then I find Daniel's post about dreams, and the links he gives. I'll repost them here.

Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams

Excerpts from LaBerge's (El DeBarge?) Lucid Dreaming at The Lucidity Institute

New resolution

2007-06-12T08:13:00.001-07:00

If the Google Reader categories get too full - just mark 'em all as read and move on, dude.

Blogs are a Commonplace Book

2007-06-08T10:51:00.000-07:00

Commonplace - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: "They were essentially scrapbooks filled with items of every kind: medical recipes, quotes, letters, poems, tables of weights and measures, proverbs, prayers, legal formulas. Commonplaces were used by readers, writers, students, and humanists as an aid for remembering useful concepts or facts they had learned. Each commonplace book was unique to its creator's particular interests."

... and The Book of Soyga, also titled Aldaraia

2007-06-06T13:16:00.000-07:00

http://www.dtc.umn.edu/~reedsj/soyga.pdf

Monas Hieroglyphica

2007-06-06T12:46:00.000-07:00

http://www.bbk.ac.uk/english/tbs/ForshawAmbixDee2005.pdf

http://www.google.com/search?q=Monas+Hieroglyphica+pdf&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a

http://www.springerlink.com/index/p2g0p33547557025.pdf

http://www.butleraudio.com/monas.php or http://www.butleraudio.com/pdf/hieroglyphic-monad.pdf
(odd appropriateness here)

Post-Millenial Tension

2007-05-31T21:19:00.000-07:00

The hard drive is clicking - is it about to die? Because I say it, it makes it not so. An opposite magick, BizarroWorld. The Keys. Hidden. Torrents. Must remember... there is another click. I know it's from the drive. Frightens me. I have two space girls with ray guns to keep the drive demons at bay. Already dreams of driving. So many decisions, so few days. Hours spent watching the clock, no challenge, no harm, no blood, no foul. Foul. A stench. Sneering, lingering two cup mornings stretch to four - four thirty. Time. No time, get out. Let's go.

SL Berk

2007-05-07T10:56:00.000-07:00

Some slurs in these. Plus Warren Ellis

What are we doing here?

2007-05-04T11:21:00.000-07:00

You wake up screaming, before remembering it's only a game