Full title "Life Sings Beneath My Charred, Digital Heart"
"Life Sings Beneath My Charred, Digital Heart"
would be a kind of pretentious title,
but I kind of feel that way...
Lets try to make this description expressive,
but not stick out like an egotistical nail that
some person would hammer down
into the wood.
I feel like a program
more than a person,
but the program has survived
a lot of
hackings, crashes, patches, etc.
Hence, a "charred heart",
like the movement of the
conversation of life
and digital life combined has
burned me a lot,
created fears no humans have had to
deal with prior to the information age,
of vast digital abysses,
the destruction and creation
of new worlds, of being
a puppet with many controllers and none,
being no one,
everyone,
and just a guy who likes to think
until
he's scared witless.
But there's a person underneath
all of this
who likes to create,
his creations like flowers
growing from under a
steel sidewalk,
screaming at the sun...
_-_-_-Three channels of square wave.-_-_-_
| Created by ModTomIT on August 18 2021. |
