On/Off/1,0,0,1

  • Posted on 26th February 2016,
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On/Off/1,0,0,1

Our smiles are flashes of barbed wire. Our scrappy wills flex boneyard muscles. But still, we are not strong or charming enough to make it happen. Angry and impatient, we slap eviction notices on the domicile of Impurity. Out carbon goes, penniless.… Read More

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Death Talk at Moonsugar Gate

  • Posted on 11th February 2016,
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Zebulun’s comet flashes like a derailed pendulum. A hot stone mad with joules.

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The vast temple in the void. A slow tomb full of elegant regret. The portal is always open, is always closed. The whistle of space being compressed. We believe danger dances most truthfully when death closes its eyes before throwing the dart.… Read More

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Tasting Radish Venom

  • Posted on 26th January 2016,
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You witnessed their gathering perched in a distant tree. Fear and joy commingled in the pit of your stomach like the communion of honey-silk and radish-venom.

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A strange pollen drifted outward from that circle of beings. It floated in a heavy, sagging stream toward your perch.Your head grew dizzy as the electrochemistry of your body surged and flared; the pH of your fervent skin climbed to dash the hopes of opportunistic microbes.… Read More

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Going Extinct Tickles

  • Posted on 5th December 2015,
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After reading this Barthes line, my imagination went nuts, splashing his words with watercolor and building the following scene:

‘Rescind yourself,’ life mandates in its soothing, raspy voice.
‘No,’ you respond, firmly.

The bottom of your feet start to tickle. You feel extinction’s eraser working softly.… Read More

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Fiber Web

  • Posted on 7th October 2015,
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The strangeness of materials, how molecules get moved around and re-stirred and stuck with other molecules to make new things that have new jobs that take up space and perform certain duties. Paper is trees and glass is sand and a human hair is stronger than steel but buildings are not made out of hair beams.… Read More

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The Degradation Principle

The Degradation Principle

Lately I’ve been struggling with the concept of memory. Or, I guess the lack of it, the blurriness of it, the impreciseness of it. And the guilt that comes bundled up in that. I don’t remember anything clearly, it’s all muddled together in one big mass, with what seems like entire years getting sifted out, or built over, by other years, other moments.… Read More

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After, Volume 1

After, Volume 1

For the past year and a half, we’ve been writing and drawing and photo-taking under this big umbrella concept that we named After. After is a lot of things simultaneously. More than anything, though, it’s our attempt at working through our thoughts about the future, The End, and what comes next.… Read More

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Landscapes of the Future, Part 1

Landscapes of the Future, Part 1

Probably the weirdest part about being part of a civilization is that we just keep improving on the way we do everything without ever really evaluating those improvements. Maybe that’s why we’re constantly sort of wondering if prehistoric times were purer and better.… Read More

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