On the internet, I like to interact with human brains connected to unfeeling machines. The interaction between the organic brain and the processor is interesting to me and I find the art and offal that come from such interactions amusing, terrifying and beautiful. The platforms on which we interact form our brains, and we can use our brains to form the platforms on which we interact. This is what I do. This is what I plan to do.
There are many tools at our disposal to build places to interact. There are also many places to interact, however, I find most of them unpleasing or not quite up to par with "how it should be". Even I don't know how it should be, but there's one thing I do know: I have good taste as Ira Glass puts it. This is key. It's the reason I started making music. It's why I started DJing. The website is a place for my taste to open itself up and let others savour the flavor. Like this right now. This rant, this is terrible. But I continue to rant. This website, terrible, but I am still learning. I was out of the web design game for a while, but I was drawn back in. It was an interesting time being drawn back in. I still don't quite understand. And I don't plan to ever understand. Zhuangzi pasta here.
This is all for now. I will wait. "Waiting is" in the wonderfully childish words of Michael Valentine Smith. I've been trying so hard lately, I have feels that make me try hard, and I need to pull my head out of the spaghetti and see where the runes fall. Think of this as a placeholder, or the beginning or end of a spell. I just needed to clear the old image once again, and this is the closest that I can come to put what I mean into words. At the moment. Thank you for reading. I won't say I love you because that kind of statement is almost meaningless to me, but I will say I appreciate you for unfolding these words into your special meaning with your oganic processor.