It's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningless fragments of personal information.
Time moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting.
They’d started out as a church, or in a church, not liking anyone being gay or getting abortions or using birth control. Protesting military funerals, which was a thing. Basically they were just assho...
I'm away for a while. But there's no cash on the premises, no drugs, and the pitbull's tested positive. Twice.
Friday, August 04, 2006MONUMENT
Fables from before the Anaheiming.
Case gradually became aware of the music that pulsed constantly through the cluster. It was called dub, a sensuous mosaic cooked from vast libraries of digitalized pop;
If you make something, it's an artifact. It's something that somebody or some corporate entity has caused to come into being. A great many human beings have thought about each of the artifacts that su...
Far more creativity, today, goes into marketing of products than into the products themselves
If poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world, science-fiction writers are its court jesters.
We're an information economy. They teach you that in school. What they don't tell you is that it's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly meaningl...
The men in bars, who explain every dark secret of this world, Tito, have you noticed, no secret requires more than three drinks to explain. Who killed the Kennedys? Three drinks. America’s real motive...
The future is there, Cayce hears herself say, looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become. And from where they are, the past behind us will look nothing at all like the...
That's something that tends to happen with new technologies generally: The most interesting applications turn up on a battlefield, or in a gallery.
Otherwise, he'd have found the ruin empty, and then, somehow, very quietly and almost naturally, he would have died.
It’s about atemporality. About opting out of the industrialization of novelty. It’s about deeper code.
Things aren't different. Things are things.
The charges have to do with conspiracy to augment an artificial intelligence.
Maelcum a rude boy, said the other, an' a righteous tug pilot.
I have already told you of the sickness and confusion that comes with time travelling. —H. G. WELLS