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Welcome to Lost in Mist: A Collection of Outrageous Magical Objects [fusing together the poetic, memetic, and programming senses of ‘objects’] !đź’Ą !đź’Ą ! This is your world and also our world, beautiful, incredible, tragic, ever-evolving, ordinary and yet transcendent, where every moment is an opportunity to make your mark on the canvas of existence.

  • ((iII)I)rI)rrI)rraI)rraTI)rraT iioionionaionalional ww ee aa oo pp oo nn rr yy

    { the screwy title is due to an error that appeared today that affects only the title in wordpress posts from android, including after rebooting, popping the battery and also uninstalling and reinstalling the app. It seemed apt to the post }

  • Sudden Onset

    Sudden Onset Empty set recursion – lost within the divide-by-zero abstract & densely populated depthless-pool-of space, that> Void Arrangement of cloud chamber sketch animations dancing among & between waving vines – frenetic vines – graceful & intense. And then the 2nd figure in intense liberation and motion, patternless synchrony, never a wrong move Percussive, the sudden onset…

  • Travel Tips

    We walked in the sun, we walked in the rain We walked in doubt and we walked in certainty We walked on concrete and we walked on sand We walked forever in a haze of unreason We walked into a cave with banners held high We walked along a cliff’s edge, we walked in single…

  • Cryptogram of Cosmic Glue

    ….. The flames licking the sides – bursts of activity – creation or destruction – Some things imply, while others recoil .. If and Only If is symmetrical, yes… While some minds may be of Unity, or among the unity of universe, yet others recoil from what’s next – sensing, in their bones, that they…

  • Atemporal Pisky Topologies, Simple

    Crenarcheota, ancient of days, one of the monophyletics…. By-the-by, seeing what is not a place to blur, becomes annealed, becomes a plum choice for crystallization…. But one to the other, remarking ever that it had been clarity of intent, but noticing also how the strains of philosophy had shotgunned, they said thus that it had…

  • Perpetual Airport Chaos

    He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps And in endless false awakenings, Finds himself always waking in lounges and Gate 37b and more And always there is too much happening, & sometimes, Fights, Yeti, Explosions, Tickets that dont work, Children from horror flicks… He begins to wish for the dawn; But he sleeps day after day….

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