i wish to document here a beautiful moment that happened to me but it’s a bit explicit to describe so, just fill in the blanks. but when i reread this later i will remember

good morning. had the strangest dream last night. i was in my dad’s unfinished basement. i was using a repurposed corpse as a computer like device even though i was a bit terrified of it, but i didn’t question it. it was so uncanny. it was some kind of technological access to something like a VR video game. i didn’t feel like i had a choice not to use it, like it was part of some mission. a corpse functioning as hardware to access a simulated world? plugging into a new reality from the dead. mediation of the future through the past. what if all media are dead bodies? much to think about…

the common perception right now is so weird… trying to do anything makes you a try hard so people try really hard to pretend not to care while simultaneously obviously caring about public perception above all things and i don’t understand it, what happened to relentless passion