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FFAQ: Frequently Fucking Asked Questions Do we use AI? Yes. We do. Do we think AI is an existential threat? No. Do we think the human monopolists running the AI companies are existential threats? A resounding, terrifying YES. Do we think just posting #fuckai is pointless? Obviously. It's
…there's a cohort of reflexive AI opposition online that operates entirely on vibes and insults, and I don't want to be mistaken for it. I'm not saying AI risk isn't real. I share the underlying concern — that's the entire premise of The Hollow Circuit.
When you are weaving complex, live-serialised hyperstitions, continuity is everything. By pulling the plug without a second thought, Tumblr didn't just disrupt a feed; they actively sabotaged the momentum of an active, unfolding mythos.
The entire system identity—built on our stark noir architecture, CRT overlays, and neon signatures—has been scaled, formatted, and packaged across five target modules to populate the ecosystem hierarchy.
This isn’t influencer culture. It’s resistance through rhythm — independent, faceless, and fiercely alive.
“For creators” ends as “for shareholders.” Paywalls, throttles, and polite restrictions. The open sprawl replaced by a stack of subscription silos. A pay-to-breathe internet.
If the machine ever starts to love you, how long before it learns to resent you?
“Sound remembers what the sea forgets.” — Fragment recovered from The Resonance Keepers of Crete archive 0:00 /0:06 1× 001 // ORIGIN Depths of Resonance began as a short story — a whisper of myth and signal buried inside the Aegean. The story imagined an underwater civilisation that recorded memory not
Analysis of the poem "Dark Kittens" "Dark Kittens" is a poignant and subversive poem that employs the metaphor of kittens to critique the commodification of emotions, the enforcement of toxic positivity, and the suppression of authentic grief and wildness in contemporary society. The title itself juxtaposes
Every few months, another editorial lands (today's was from The Guardian). Another lament about the “working class and the arts.” Another sermon from London about how Manchester, or some other city, will “lead the way.” And every time, the same lazy phrase gets wheeled out: working class. Let’
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