my roaming thoughts
my roaming thoughts
my roaming thoughts
casting shadows as i talk
Poems
11 wake. Text Nour. Call Mom. Pack bag. Coffee. Cookies. Talk w Olivia. Green juice. Salad. Light reading. Roll a cig. Drive from Southwest to Belle Isle w Olivia. Walk around an amphitheater. Drive past Brick House. Meet Sophia. Eat pie and salad. Drive back to Southwest. Pack bag and get a ride to Hamtramck. Pick up car books. Picked up by Collin. Sushi and a ride to the airport. Plane ride. Bus ride to Union Station. Subway to LACC. Keys.
life experiences/exchange rate/marketplace advantages
art spaces and other free-trade-zones for ideology. a different kind of consumerism: nonmonetary exchanges. an optical and attention based exchange. measurable tho. having a social capitalist mindset make you mindless in other capacities.
what did i do today and what was done yesterday besides work? what work can i still accomplish today? is it a productive kind of work? all work is a production of some sorts and therefore, productive?
fragmented and surveilled in innumerable ways. at work eight cameras surround me from the street, plus interior surveillance, plus personal devices, and the inexorable eye of the storefront window seven feet adjacent to my left side. im feeling fine but then i come into work and am struck with immense anxiety. and i am cold. people look at me funny when i take photos of signs or whatever else im alone amused.
social fame leads to social restrictions.
Money is autonamy. Voyeur marks on my palms
lines heavy w past life trauma, i thank my palmist
scars from Pedagogical essays.
Exploring mechanisms related to. Space,
identity in a Digital era
interaction design as social practice?
I dont want to be telling people how 2 Life.
but i want to tell them something
why build a world. what kind of world.
Plant world. End of civilization kind of world.
i think about things.