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No entertainment you consume can be digested into waste, it stays tumourlike. Keep gorging—your near future will resemble nothing human. What would your mirror reflection look like if it showed your media body? Your media mass index (MMI) will swerve higher than 25. You are obese on entertainment—your consumption is violence.
10 quotes from academic writers a week. Appearances from Nick Land, Hannah Arendt, Sadie Plant, Jean Baudrillard, and more.
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Try not to do — this week.
Horoscopes for the week of May 13-19.
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Is there a vitamin that can give me the sensation of rain. The equivalent of what vitamin D is for the sun. My seasonal depression seems to always point to the want that the weather is not gloomy or cold enough.
One love.
Horoscopes for the week of May 6-12.
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I got that horoscope rizz btw
Horoscopes for the week of April 29-May 5.
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It really sucks that selling out is not really criticism that holds much ground these days. We live in the age of the entrepreneurial artist, the era of ‘getting your bag.’ We have gone full simulacra; popular artists now aren’t even artists; they are just ornaments and decorations on the product.
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The night is still young…
Horoscopes for the week of April 22-28.
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The consequence of our contemporary era’s understanding of the utilization of creativity is a desire for control over the emotional/material conditions of life that leaves a wallowing want for more. Contemporary mimicries of creativity are realized as an unauratic, surface-level embodiment of segments of meaning that lost their genuineness long ago—appearing, but like lensless spectacles.
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“So long as I remain alive and well I shall continue to feel strongly about prose style, to love the surface of the earth, and to take pleasure in solid objects and scraps of useless information.”
- George Orwell, Why I Write