one should not chase the electric dream, but strive to became an extension to its dreamer
Automatism in the age of the children of Unix.
It's a box of antique photographs. A blade, a girl and a fish. Whatever it means, you're invested.
Now that you're a surrealist, become a Techno-Mage:
Hey, it's me. I work on webshit. I'm sorry for the pain I've caused.
Sometimes I think about how much frustration this app generated in terms of degrees (of separation, but think of pain)
One user must have felt so much frustration that he had to take it out on someone and so on. It's like a dimension of hell emerged and exists on the webshit.
No, enlighten me
I'm not very versed in the ancient tongue of the 9 tome of magic, but from what I've humbly translated in my spare time, it's safe to say, if it's a website that makes you go 'grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr', it's probably it.
The simplest answer is usually the best. Web + shit = webshit
I also want to know
The moon must know, look how terrified it is!
also bun alert!
Where’s the bun ? IS IT SMOL ?!
look at the mage's feet