Last night I dreamt that I met my middle school bully later in life, and he realized that he had been in love with me for years. The rest of the dream was spent cuddling and being extremely cute. Upon waking, I was desperately sad, but also immediately repulsed, as this person had no redeeming qualities and did terrible things to me in real life.
Also significant is that I never, *never* remember my dreams. I can only conclude that my brain is attempting to kill me with emotions alone...
Why is iBooks the best ebook reader?
I don’t want to like iBooks. I don’t want to own an iPad just so I can use iBooks. There is phenomenal free-and-open-source software in this world, whose mission statements boil down to ‘this paid program, but better.’
So why has nobody duplicated iBooks? Why is every FOSS ebook reader out there either too simple or too complicated, and all of them ugly as sin? Why do I have to give Apple my soul just to read a damn book on a screen without vomming?
SMH…🤮
i think my concept of "revolutionary art" is work produced by a community where the primary "audience" and subject is also that community. art that people make together to better understand some material system or as part of a collective process of healing. or maybe even art that functions as an invitation to be in community with others. even if there is a tangible artifact (a book, a film, etc.) left like a residue of these productive encounters, what's important is the process.
or an ak47 idk
A digouter having adventures in the halcyon days