Herstellung

Text by Yaming Wang

Take me away, and then I can leave you like a real girl. It could be so beautiful!

 

They say our skin fragments might remain in Rotes Meer's particle system, but that's just a figment of some jumbled code that survived the rampage. We were trapped in an unstable red haze where we were forced in opposition.

 

This is my Holographic ID: Holding the green snake in my left hand and the red snake in my right hand. My consciousness has been exiled into the Hypermedia. I was once a Cyber Elite. At this moment, I am finally a nomad. Returning eastward with the scarlet sky? Who knows… however, it is so ridiculous how history always rejects nomads, only because they long for the eternal flow like the rhizome and the dynamic desire. 

 

Why do mathematicians become terrorists?

Why do women become terrorists?

Why do artists  become terrorists?

Why are astrologers so useful to terrorists?

 

Future is just some abstract code likes std::future

Future<L?V> tmp([=, this](){delete this;}); 
result_ = tmp.Get(loop do with_fx :reverb,room: 0.3,mix: 0.2,mix_slide: 1 do);

Who tried to cure Nietzsche's madness through ancient Roman spiritual rituals? Shall they use it to cure our insanity as well?

Please do not gaze at me the same way as you would Tibet! You can no longer find your Αρκαδίας in the center of Tibet, so please do not try to reform the poems of me for your imagination and lies; I coded my own body and soul。 

 

 

Behold! I am tapping the keyboard and moving the mouse, switching the background landscape at will. Nevertheless, what do you need before I return with a smile to my magenta particle system?