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Yoyo | 20 | SF peninsula | they/it | natural object
Yoyo @adiabaticgarden
Figure 1. Bookish otaku running on free pizza and deteriorating texts.
At first they saw nothing around them. Their intense happiness isolated them from all the rest of the world, and they only spoke in broken words, which are the tokens of a joy so extreme that they seem rather the expression of sorrow
Dumas, Alexandre. The Count of Monte Cristo. Translated by Robin Buss, Penguin Classics, 2003.
but I am the source. you don’t understand.
The young men sat and looked at me with that superior, professional curiosity that they'd been taught.
I thought I would burst into tears but I heard myself say in French: 'I have already had the honour, monsieur, of giving you all the details that I'm able to give…
I'm lying in my bed five flights up and my day which nothing interrupts is like a clock face without hands. Just as a thing that has long been lost is found one morning back safe and sound where it belongs and looking almost newer than it did at the time it went missing just as if someone had been taking care of it--: so here and here on my blanket lie things that were lost in my childhood and are now like new. All my lost fears are here once more.
𝄞 All directions, every angles
Nuances, infinite possibilities
Confusion of a saturated mind
The flood is so stimulating, but just where do we stop?
Currents numerous...hard to focus...yessss...yESsSSSS!
We want answers! Not confused babblings!
Jan 2026 news: I had just returned from Aperture Science Extended Relaxation Centre
The world freezes and grows dim for a second. The black sun loses its smooth animation and begins to move in fuzzy stop-action. Clearly, [their] computer has just taken a major hit; All of its circuits are busy processing a huge bolus of data—the contents of the hypercard—and don’t have time to redraw the image of the Black Sun in it’s full breathtaking fidelity—
To this must be added that the second or third generation had already recognized the senselessness of building a heaven-reaching tower; but by that time everybody was too deeply involved to leave the city.
Kafka, Franz. The City Coat of Arms https://www.babelmatrix.org/works/de/Kafka,_Franz-1883/Das_Stadtwappen/en/34825-The_City_Coat_of_Arms
Shing Tung Yau
Figure 2. Telegram. The cost of living in a closet is infinite in 2026!
Yau, Shing-Tung. The Shape of a Life: One Mathematician's Search for the Universe's Hidden Geometry. Yale University Press, 2019.
Every morning, thousands of waste-pickers fanned out across the airport area in search of vendible excess—a few pounds of the eight thousand tons of garbage that Mumbai was extruding daily.
fighting, cooking, flirting, bathing, tending goats, playing cricket, waiting for water at a public tap, lining up outside a little brothel, or sleeping off the effects of the grave-digging liquor dispensed from a hut two doors down from Abdul’s own.
Figure 3. Person happily exiting the heteronormative matrix
“We already have an experimental line of 24-hour pills, and we're currently using them internally to improve the productivity of our top scientists, who are working on a 32-hour pill! That project should be completed around… Now” :)
The lab is a state of mind.
Bounded rat-ionality
“I sense a disturbance in
the field… I mean the wifi”
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chaos, destruction, we win!
docs.ipfs.tech
哦这样多好 / 快来吧奔腾电脑 / 就让它们代替我来思考 / 穿新衣吧剪新发型呀 / 轻松一下Windows98
Open sores (source) cover my body, treat me like your pet /I live in your LCD screen, I live in the rubber / chemical, I hit your block and all your windows shuttered / treat me like I'm single-use, don't treat me like your lover
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