Surface. Signal. Structure.
"You of all people," the void communicated. "Out of everyone, it is you I love the most." Philip K. Dick, Valis Frontispiece - There Will Come Soft Rains The Daily Routine Burnt Silhouettes Here Come the Warm Jets Only Silence The Unwritten Postscript - The Raindrops On Your Skin
"It is so much simpler to bury reality than it is to dispose of dreams." Don De Lillo, Americana Frontispiece - Modes of Disaster Technology Airport Long Term Parking Everyman Gets His Castle The Pale King Please Please Stop Talking You Look Cute In Plastic Postscript - Panasonic
"To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee." Herman Melville, Moby Dick they have torn and mangled me for how long i cannot begin to remember stretched over infinite worlds and realities there are others in here with me… Continue reading The Phantom Zone
“There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.” Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy i sing him a song about us i step on her hands i splay her fingers he hunts me with his mouth she has three colours in her eyes i swim in her as… Continue reading The Dark Knight of the Soul
"The future belongs to crowds" Don De Lillo, Mao II https://videopress.com/v/ODkcbltD?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true
"For I knew that the King in Yellow had opened his tattered mantle and there was only God to cry to now" Robert W. Chambers, The King in Yellow Frontispiece - The Angel of Death Victorious The Harrowing The Court of the Yellow King Killing Floor God Butcher Omega Postscript - The Night Watch
“We are not stoning you for any good work,” they replied, “but for blasphemy, because you, a mere man, claim to be God.” John 10:33, NIV Frontispiece - Nazarene Nothing Good Comes Out of Nazareth Man of Constant Sorrow The Place of the Skull The Empire Never Ended Postscript - Epitaphion
"There is shadow under this red rock,(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),And I will show you something different from eitherYour shadow at morning striding behind youOr your shadow at evening rising to meet you;I will show you fear in a handful of dust.” T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland Frontispiece - The Fire… Continue reading The Merciless
"After the torchlight red on sweaty facesAfter the frosty silence in the gardensAfter the agony in stony placesThe shouting and the cryingPrison and palace and reverberationOf thunder of spring over distant mountainsHe who was living is now deadWe who were living are now dyingWith a little patience" T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land https://videopress.com/v/80hDG0EL?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true
The New Poetics 