出口 Exit Simulacrum

And now I am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything, that only a fool can become something. ― Fyodor Dostoevsky A long hiatus. It’s been over 2 years since my last post. This was a blog that…

Time is a poetic terrorist

I’ve been blogging for a while now. At least 6 years I would say. The tumblr version of this blog started a bit later than my primary blog, The Antediluvian Current. I stuck with a style on there and I have kept it ever since. I think my approach to modernity has definitely inspired some…