Mapping the events of the shared unconscious, the space between worlds, with a dream cryptography made of tunnels, rooms, passages, stairs, hallways, and towers.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Once in a while, the internet births a fruit so juicy, that one little taste redeems the whole dying tree.
"I find myself trapped in a self-actualizing history, in which the chronicling of the events causes them happen, or more accurately, causes them to have already happened."