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::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Thursday, April 28, 2011

GIS

my head spins
I struggle to grasp
the ideas I need
A bacteriophage (virus)
for these god. damn. maps.

the trouble is my sources
have become infected
(A virus slipped past
my strongest protection)

the data's corrupted
the files aren't where
I placed them last night,
with so. much. care.

So I've called up a friend
affectionately known
as my favorite nerd
who may have a code
that works magic to resurrect
files lost
to viral defects.




(School today was frustrating.)

1 comment:

  1. Infected sources. You ever wonder if opinions are like infected sources? We throw out questions to the world and receive an influx of data from human machines with individual issues and code. Our head spins. We struggle to resurrect our own inclination.

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