Category: Writing
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Keyboard poetry ( 2003 ) – Part II
“Ea” ea revarsa peste noapte intimplari toarna in pahare de cristal nisipul clepsidrelor sparte ea calca usor pe cioburile zilei suna la usile necunoscutilor sa le ureze la multi ani isi toarna in ureche frinturi de vise furate din shopp-uri si mall-uri ea ma poarta uneori la incheietura mainii pe post de prim-talisman, alteori…
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Keyboard poetry ( 2003 ) – Part I
“Poem febril marca ginsberg” sunt febril cu aceasta ocazie a venit si salvarea era sa o ucid pe dobitoaca de la salvare dar asta e o alta poveste urasc partea cu salvarea din romania. cui ii pasa ?! am febra si de aceea nu stiu ce scriu, nu cu exactitate, cred ca ceva legat de…
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Instant Poetry ( first attempt, 2009 )
Back in 2009 I had already experimented with blogging, or the idea of writing without actually caring too much about form, finality, closed structures, or…”epic chains”. A certain feeling for „writing” as a form of „performance” ( more or less for my own amusement ) became somesort of a personal type of entertainment. ( think…
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Instant Poetry ( 2015,august )
as I did before, here`s another small „set” of instant „text” written on-the-fly, nothing was erased or eliminated or added, it`s just another working-memory trick used in other „sessions”…Again, everything is written in 20-30 something seconds ( not much more ). This time I have cheap cheap alcohool in it ( 2 $ wine ),…
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…Some ideas on the paradoxal war on COPYING ( iPhone, Microsoft, Samsung, etc )
ON THE JAPANESE MODERN TECH-NEXUS. There is a lot of wicked and twisted debate nowadays, and in different places of the world, around the idea of copying – at least I became aware of it when entering eyes open the new creative field of architecture.I think it was the new flood with sleek, inovative, twisted, complex content that…
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Roughly 5 years ONLINE ( the neuronal network rewire project )
5 years online ( not really a 5 year plan, but…it happened ).All activties woz related to some personal research + devellopementz around some notions/ideas that woz somehow unclear to me in those times ; not to mention they were pending in my mind and somehow asking for some kind of…closure. Choosing the „LINE” as a minimal form…