“Day 13, current mood: building a small army of aerial robot battle witches.”Read more "robot battle witches"
A biosphere was a crystal world that guaranteed doom.
Karen peered through the shining bubble, her freckled cheekbones warping in reflection. “This is so clever and pretty! What do people call this?”
“I’d call that a ‘thanatosphere.'”Read more "proto thanatospheres that almost were"
On the nature of synchronicity blogging and why we should seek to be Secret Gnostics of the FuturePresent laying down comm lines between our not-so-metaphorical apocalypse bunkers.Read more "(META) SYNC LOG: CARGO CULTS OF THE FUTURE"
Or how technological alienation, cultural stagnation and fucking robots will be the end of us all. On this planet. But might just see us reborn on the other side of the galaxy in five thousand years, give or take. WARNING: PARTS OF THIS PROBABLY AREN’T SAFE FOR WORK (the clue might be in the title). I MEAN, […]Read more "A Very Robosexual Human (De)Extinction Sync Log [NSFW ish]"
We were in Coober Pedy, I think, or definitely getting close to the edge of the Zone, one Saturday or Sunday morning… it was definitely morning… but after a week on the road, days loose their meaning. Anyway, idly flipping through whatever subset of channels was available in that particular hotel room with its geographic […]Read more "Cthulu Sync Log: from Lovecraft to the Chthulucene"
Shall we play a game of synchronicity? Like, say you wake up and scoop this tweet out of your Matrix like information flow timeline. To which @changeist replies with a great piece of deep time alt-history, “If Doggerland Had Not Drowned“: But for a few degrees variation of average temperature, say if the warming at […]Read more "Sunken Lands Sync Log: from Dogger Island to Sundaland"