2004 January 30 – 9:08 pm
2004 January 29 – 4:57 pm
it was this morning (again) when thee golden elephant(hsh) stomped. minus 10 degrees outside the window. in the car: cold, psychodelic fractal flourishes. image sifted thruought january sieve. we are gravitating to our softwarefabriekk. and there, entering the building i say to a geezer with whom i am getting in: have a fucking nice wednesday. its thursday - motherfucker replies. he may be right. i wake my comp up, headphones on, aggymix.mp3 drives me since then.
2004 January 28 – 5:47 pm
How Fit Is Your Brain Right Now?
Sorry … wrong answer!
The answer is A SQUID (superconducting quantum interference device).
A SQUID (superconducting quantum interference device) is a scientific instrument that you could conceivably hold in your hand. A SQUID detects very minute changes in a magnetic field by measuring how easily electrons can travel through the interfaces between a superconductor, a thin strip of insulator, and back into a superconductor. To date, superconductors operate only at ultracold temperatures; thus the only working SQUIDs you’ll find are immersed in a vat of liquid helium.
wow. kewl. qvizzhere
…as it is also partially my oldskul diary i got to put it down to remember:
MKKELE! REMEMBAH! U GOTTA LEAVE THIS FUCKING COUNTRY OV POLAND WHERE ZEITGEIST IS UGLY AND KAKISTOCRACY SUCKS!
so
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2004 January 26 – 6:38 pm
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greetz,
m.
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image of a rainbow, which has no substance, and whose very imagery and colours are fantastical. And so he dances out the gaiety of his youth, and is all the while in a storm, and endures only because he is not knocked on the head by a drop of bigger pain, or crushed by the pressure of a load of undigested meat, or quenched by the disorder of
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2004 January 23 – 1:59 am
boring photos of a dark snowcrash ride. we were coming back home. miraculously there were no white bears in the roadside ditch and wolves didn’t bother us as much as usual. reindeers were fightning silently with snowmen, kids were shooting reindeers, robots were abducting kids. >>here< < are da pix taken while driving.
ps. i am reading gravity rainbow right now. and i have this strong feeling that thomas pynchon’s brain is the biggestest one on thi splanet and the gravity rainbow is the best, the most dense and richest book i have ever had in my handZ so far. and i am no further than on the 49th page. i got to give a cry of lot
the first link that occurred: http://www.themodernword.com/pynchon/
2004 January 22 – 11:52 pm
2004 January 22 – 7:05 pm
2004 January 16 – 10:25 pm
dr octagon:
“Space Ranger, contact tubes, send synthetics
I program one and go to Earth through the fax machine
My number’s Seven-Oh-Nine Seven-Five-Five Six-E-L-Three
Computer File: Nine-Three
Digital level, standing on the terminal
Upside down through polygons fightin’ pentagons
Changin’ blue skin, my brown colour’s comin’ back
I’m psychedelic this time, come in rainbow
Look at the green lights and y’all see my brain glow
Five colours: yellow, black and red and green…purple”
deltron3030
“we cultivated the lost art of study and i brought a buddy
automator harder slayer fascinating combinations
cyber warlords are activating abominations
arm a nation with hatred we ain’t with that
we high-tech archeologists searching for nicknacks
composing musical [stimpacks?] that impacts the song
crack the motor what you think you rappin for?
I used to be a mech soldier but I didn’t respect orders
I had to step forward, tell them this ain’t for us
living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid
the secrets of the past they horded
now we just borded on a futuristic spacecraft
no mistakes black its our music we must take back
(…) hyperwarp to automator’s crib and light the torch
they can’t fight the force,
victory is ours once we strike the source
enterprising wise men look to the horizon
thinking more capitalism is the wisdom
and in prison all citizens in power with rythm
we keep the funk alive by talking with idioms
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sukos:
yo it’s 2004…
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“a man woke up. he thought about a legend of 72 units that rule this world. then he had a vision. his angel told him to kill every one of them. the man focused all his resources on this task. decades later his quest was close to finish. he reached 71 of them, finding them all over the world, carefully picking them up and killing one by one. and then he learnt he was the 72nd ”
what infection spawned that shit?
bricolage may cause nudity
2004 January 16 – 4:41 pm
