Nearin on the Mul-Tie

My media are reproducing. My words abscond my illustrations. My pictures revoke my moovies. My blog vitiates my attempts at 'to wit'. Fuck words. Fuck Vegas. I made this: An ostentatious man will rather relate a blunder or an absurdity he has committed, than be debarred from talking of his own dear person.
- Joseph Addison
No, wait I didn't. How, usual to have been pegged before beginning to innovate. Technology seems the only socially legitimate medium for production. Culture, art, etc., are now reproductions of the previous. Create an original. I will worship you.

How many dolts have walked my path? 22 . . . million . . .

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