been mulling over how to organize this site, i think i've become obsessed with glorious releases, big announcements about a new update. it's gotten to the point where i pick apart metaphors for what this can be, that i've postponed any type of experimentation. for now i've gladly settled down with this idea of my website as a kind of oracle, soothsayer, fortune teller, largely because i have ideas that sort of relate to this that i'd like to round out and finish.
American Gods has been so influential it's kind of ridiculous: i've dedicated are.na channels to sculpting out the context around this fascination, thinking about the texture of time and events, how things feel, really getting sentimental (19th century mourning album and all). a lot of ambitions and dreams, hopes for the remote, distant future where my mythic timeless compelling letters from the terminal, the recesses of computers, the feeling of gathering in a circle before a fire, finds an audience. but i'm reminded again that sometimes the first person who makes up my audience is myself. *