It was sooty, and unmedical, / like the aftermath of coffin-fires, / like the heating of rusting wrought-iron
The world beyond the real is it own form of truth, and this truth attracts its own adherents, fervent and mysterious.
The future of display technology is that of the reflecting pool.
A fly circles her finger, though it is not her finger.
Strange operations at the core of the machine-brain interface.
On permanence and impermanence of consciousness within the machine.
Dialog unearthed beneath a grid of asymmetric basalt prisms.
