#thescreenisnotthelimit
#THESCREENISNOTTHELIMIT
#THESCREENISNOTTHELIMIT

[really loud, like stressed]
HIT ME TIL I DIE. I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t

 

Curating has become a technology of the self that transcends the artistic and aesthetic world. It has been established as a way for the constitution of the self.  

 

What makes it such a hot spot?

 

To Be Self Is Also To Be Another.

 

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all i see is leaves

 

[melodic lute playing]

 

How do we dis­tin­guish be­tween ac­cel­er­ated forms of em­pir­i­cal in­ves­ti­ga­tion and al­go­rith­mic bias?

 

An unintended portrait.

 

You missed again. One can’t always score a. shot, I guess.
*whispering*

 

My eyes are not what they seem.

 

A young ruler must care for oneself, govern oneself, and do so ethically in order to properly care for and govern others as a ruler.

 

Plötzlich schrieb jemand: man sei herzlich eingeladen an den Ort des Vergessens.

 

So they try to find their bodies and there’s a whole story and like the villain is a being that was created by someone. So it’s not really a human. Like he’s made out of philosophical stones. Like you have to kill humans to make a stone. So he basically wanted to become a perfect being.

 

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To Recognize Other, Completes Self.

 

and i weed and i weed and i weed
and i weed and i weed and i weed

 

Algorithms are creative and offer seemingly unlimited opportunities for interaction and innovation, yet there is also a pressing need for materiality and physical experience.

 

What of our his­tor­i­cal knowl­edge and in­ter­pre­ta­tion, en­coded into the datasets will sur­vive this dig­i­tal di­ges­tion? 

 

Last night I dreamed of a golden shining popcorn machine.

 

An expanding landscape, a field of hay brushed by golden sunlight. You find yourself, a muscular Ork, standing in the middle of the field. You feel strangely out of place in this setting, seemingly musing or enjoying a short break before yet another battle.

 

Can you pass me the pepper?
Can you pass me the salt?
Can you, please, pass me a candle?

 

Defining The Thought Over Others Uncertainty, Cultivates Freedom and Limitation.

 

Explore the landscape to find idyllic moments under the sound of a melodic lute while contemplating the bucolic calmness.

 

[birds tweeting]

 

we are the seeds of undiscovered lands
the children of unknown
we are just being born

 

Damned, I lost my teeth in the dark.

 

bathroom
living room
hallway
kitchen
bedroom

 

Game Over!