The real technology -behind all our other technologies- is language. It actually creates the world our consciousness lives in.

These are the poems of a traveler and a lover who feels both the terror of time passing and the consolation of eternity. From such tension spring lovely poetic objects, ready for intelligent use.

In the grand collage that is Dada, past and future are equally usable.

It is the job of the market to turn the base material of our emotions into gold.

The worst part about zombies raging unchecked is the slow paralysis that they induce in people who aren't quite zombies yet. The rest of us un-zombies turn our heads, hoping the ghouls will just go away.

The evaporation of 4 million who believe in this crap would leave the world a better place.

There is no ´Complete Idiots Guide to Creationism,´ but perhaps one is not needed.