Monday, May 14, 2001

three o'clock

Three o’ clock

Sleepy sleepy sleepy - the worlds first ever collaborative sentence. Breath, sigh, breathe. Texts everywhere, images all over - this cannot be happening - I was once so littletroubled by all this stuff - it may blow my mind. Adaption, that’s what we do, that’s who we are. I want to be alone now. Let me be.

How do we learn?
What do we learn?
Can we stop learning?

Today I saw real time realplayer footage of the sun’s corona.
TRACE and SOHO, two satellites keeping watch. Magnetic storms and comets spiraling into the fire. Beautiful.

Four o’ clock