No time for personalized email. Distaste for the mass produced variety – assembly-line nightmares, post-modern paranoia (meaning writhing in agony and dying - the unconstrained mitosis of cancer). Thus, blog: primitive like wall etchings, or propaganda posters (Lenin peering out from over my computer) – dark, proto-linguistic, guttural. Thus also: a peculiar style – terse, impressionistic, gnomic like prophesy (or the rumblings of revolution?(Lenin as psychological disturbance)). Contrast my typical neurotic involutions - the narcism of opposing mirrors, the obsessive persistence of the golden ratio. The hyper-realism of Baudrillard.

And THEN: an edit.