week 2 in Florida w/ my parents, avoiding NYC’s turning seasons… “I got it on video,” used to inspire joy, laughter, and relief. Now the words just hang in the air with pure dread. Everything you do is now potentially captured forever. Lol your picture is “taken.” Your image is…

randomness in motion… — The Joy that isn’t shared, I’ve heard, dies young. – Anne Sexton, “Welcome Morning” (1975) Sophistry is a word I’m seeing everywhere all of a sudden. Phony prophets are also everywhere, too, tho, so it makes sense. November Playlist: G€+.0ff.+|-|€.$|_|฿|\/\/@¥ Sometimes being kind means not being nice. I am…

needle in the grooves — Inaugural edition. Vinyl only is the only rule. No theme, other than, “Luna & I needed to listen to this this week.” LMK what we should listen to next. My record collection’s wider than it is deep. If I don’t have the artist, I’ll match the style… :^D Woke up…

Vol 1 —

latest scattered ideas + imgs Someone somewhere is working on a faucet that stops while people are brushing their teeth, and then re-starts when it’s time to rinse. …

Meta Meat Team Mate — Amuse Bouche: Rage Restaurant The story of Vegetable Meat™westyreflector.medium.com Appetizer: The Frame Spider Future. Food. Fiction?westyreflector.medium.com Entree: Ford Kharkey sat behind the wheel of his immaculate repair van, eyes scanning the road ahead. His assistant, Cleave, a lumpy nug of rich red and pink ground beef, sat shotgun, upright in a plastic tub secured by a metal O-ring lashed to the passenger seatbelt. …

let’s just see what sticks — Sound is physical art.

The idea that alien life forms would conform to our dimensional perspectives and physics, and yet still leave themselves vulnerable to human weapons and hate, is naive. “An Earthland vacation this light-year? Really?” “I heard it’s pretty, and I always wanted to go.” “Okay, but just remember to bring dimension-block-” …

time is just an eye blink — Down in Florida last year, I began to organize my parents’ 6 big bins of photographs, the earliest of which reached back into the 1890s. Aside from being an invaluable record of my family history, the trove also provides, upstream, a fractal of the entire era of mass manual photography…