|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- SUPERIOR CLASSIC--VESTIBULE TWENTY-ONE (608-637) <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Superior Classic  ||  -------> (Cup SUsc021, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = SUPERIOR 608 * 10/26/96 Roman Kinsolving, a name, glop glop, talk about the field of puppet birds. Used bookstore attitude. Commuter railroad attitude. College video game room attitude. The CDs in your apartment are scattered like autumn leaves. Stampglintotch. Bet that the first time those 14 letters were sequenced that way. Over 64 quintillion possible 14-letter words, after all. SUPERIOR 609 * 10/26/96 I want to be clear. Intense emotions can distract you from the unpleasant thing you have to do. People always bite off more than they can chew, don't worry about it, it's a keystone of being human. But I want to convey a lucid thing. As general manager of your emotions, you might flip out. You can do this. Take comfort in this ability. And I want to make sure you decide to do the right thing. Trying to be concrete, this one is as weird as all the rest. SUPERIOR 610 * 10/26/96 Amazing, a pornographic tongue. Wonderment in wind and country home, thriving on comfort and all that is historical. I am skeptical. We relate to computers like animals. And I exist in hobbyist get-togethers, a punchy goddess, waiting for sensation. SUPERIOR 611 * 10/27/96 Hither. We can may clear the frusturbance. Talk about a conflict with some good in it that's been happening for years. And that is blunt. And that is thought. Another obtuse symbol for what's really going on. What's really going on. SUPERIOR 612 * 10/27/96 Made his reputation in fantasy gaming, think dungeons and elves, berserk fighters and brilliant wizards. Computer screens as portals to a time that never was. Another time. Draw random lines on paper, and the kind of drawing they make. Come together, my suppressed genius, have a shot at the force that is preventing you from doing everything. Behind all that bright kid bluster, the culprit is probably still inability. SUPERIOR 613 * 10/27/96 Oval other people. Pay Nancy. Fear of the graphics. SUPERIOR 614 * 10/27/96 Meaning of meaning. Without deepness who we are. Audio tape strewn on a highway, meaningless. Manipulation through the exploitation of adaptation. Hearing yeah sure. Fun all sorts of little coincidences. Powerful-sounding sequences of words. The dark, lonely world of lust unrealized. And fear of unconscious bad things getting out. But if you don't care it doesn't matter. SUPERIOR 615 * 10/27/96 Dee needer. I mean yeah, like a guy who needs a gal named Dee. That's all I was saying. SUPERIOR 616 * 10/27/96 Time travel means we haven't got past all that. SUPERIOR 617 * 10/27/96 The joy of seeing a jet take off is that the jet is alone and not connected to anything and is getting away. SUPERIOR 618 * 10/27/96 People are stupid. How much of our lives is occupied by parking? People are cool. SUPERIOR 619 * 10/27/96 I have as art a question about meaning. I hear crickets at night but I've never run across one during the day, where are they? There is the human mystery, it's the best story. SUPERIOR 620 * 11/7/96 The way got blank and got WHAM. Solidify combine group fortify regroup concatenate resolve resolve 31active mind. Consolidate. SUPERIOR 621 * 11/7/96 A chaotic treat for cool girl old gods. College Rumor, her band, I said with sound. Vanish of the thinker, main stage. Left blinker, haze of the deft. Mission is ungoing. SUPERIOR 622 * 11/7/96 Rock star tropical deal, magic wooden bird of prey. Whiskey sunstorm dorm, nightgowns electric. SUPERIOR 623 * 11/7/96 People who get carried away collecting things, they say it's to make up for something missing in their lives. Come on, missing like dancing on weekends? SUPERIOR 624 * 11/7/96 Durable shadow, get born, us all, as the boredom becomes painful. Lost among gas stations and technology, herbal sting of well-oiled freedom. Hill to shopping area. Something Oriental in a display case, give me a break. Formal introduction, the year when licorice turned red. SUPERIOR 625 * 11/7/96 More. Lip. Liken me or her to variable here. Having a bad time in high school is such a cliche, but I had to fucking live through it. The developing theme, and I'm talking about something real and current here, it is the recreation of my idealized remembrance of college. At Drew University, there was something... sometimes palpable... supernatural and sexual... mythical and technological... mischievous and brilliant... unfettered young minds getting a glimpse of Wonder... all about dreams of power, dreams of utopias... with computers and magic as tools... seeking the dream behind the drab... well I want to recreate it, digitally on the Internet... I need to be in the right place in order to make Obliviana work... that place does not exist anymore, I can construct the place. Got this idea in the rain in Manhattan less than two hours ago. Sharp focus on something that's always been with me blurry. SUPERIOR 626 * 11/8/96 Palhubot, said getting up, just nonsense, and it is. I want to be in control of something powerful, as does everyone. I'm not aiming for another being all computery, and that is it, your computational life. Haha, in banter with Carmine this afternoon I said "you compute like a girl". It referred to his complaining about the messy state of my hard drive, which I said suited me just fine. SUPERIOR 627 * 11/8/96 Lbits, fuirl dummkipo. Doom, used to be the beginning of the end, not a genre of bad videogames. Lots of f's. As in fffffffffffffffffff. Indulgent. Self-referential. Tiresome. Unusable. Nonsense for no sake. Nonsense without a cause. To caw is for a crow to speak, it caws. Caw, paw, cat's paw, cat versus crow, cat's gonna win. Like. SUPERIOR 628 * 11/8/96 Metallica's Black Album going through my head all day, what can I say, remember a cigar store in the Brunswick Square Mall over a year ago, like the fake plants in the hallway that leads to the bathroom there, something there. Hate the smell of meat at the vendor as I exit the subway for work. High school class trips, playing Discs of Tron at a place on Rt. 209 in Pennsylvania... Fernwood? Had to share a bed with a fucking weirdo loser, cuz I was too. I think the year before they put hand lotion in his bed in our cabin at Stokes State Forest or something, and said he had a wet dream or masturbated or something and someone said "there's no way he can deny it". SUPERIOR 629 * 11/8/96 Oh yeah specificity! Yeah. Talking about partially smoked cigars... I got two here... a big one and a little one... in the ashtray my girlfriend gave me for my birthday... next to the big Swiss Army knife I bought off a guy at work once... he joked that it fell off the back of a truck... let me tell you... the fucker has been so goddamn useful, it would have been worth paying full price for it... Victorinox is the REAL Swiss Army brand... yeah... 1996, eh? Yeah... living in the past... I feel like it... like I'm a time traveller... like 1996 is in the distant past... what is wrong with me... cuckoo... like when I said in some Superior "Ling the jock", and I said "I am fucking insane."... ling the jock... perform oral sex on the athletic girl... as in cunnilingus... yeah... to be cool. SUPERIOR 630 * 11/8/96 Hi. You are reading this in the future. How are you? I'm imagining all of you... all of the people who will read this... including future version of me... I see a sea of faces, of situations, maybe I see you right now. Do something, and I'll try and see it... okay... I see girl stroking her eyebrow... a guy scratching his hip... a girl thinking about eyeglasses... a guy giving me the middle finger... someone worrying about gray hair or white hair or something... someone reading this on a computer monitor set in some kind of cylinder... someone who has been with horses earlier... something about a space station or going to a space station... I could go on... So cool, there you go. Great. SUPERIOR 631 * 1/13/97 Going and going for the flunt yesterdayed. Classic like fetterchain, she and aspect of a worn wooden statue, the wear and tear a sign of beauty, ex turtle shell I am saying. And a drug store in a dream. For low record store going, the drinking in of it all, knowing, and the humanity of it all, and the reality of it all is strong. I am being, saying, what understood in, call library, call a library for the hundreth time, you probably know someone there. SUPERIOR 632 * 1/13/97 Keen. A train station stays with you. SUPERIOR 633 * 1/13/97 Pore, compare fish and human, stockpile of photography, success of tobacco, and the stark romance of analog media. I was processing all the junk that is thrown at me every day, and let us think about it. Getting better, like a piece of metal hammered on the anvil, taking shape, getting refined. Love. Talk about chaos. How much clear plastic. And going. Driving places. The highway system. That which is consistent in all these things. SUPERIOR 634 * 1/14/97 I remember from Monty Python a character called Angus Podgorny. In porno magazines, girls who weren't even born yet the day Star Wars came out are doing all sorts of stuff. 800 numbers, 800 numbers. Lovers. The crap buttons on the remote control. Weird union rules. Pipe smokers. Let it all go. Humming tech. Silver worlds. Shiny somethings of thought. Undeveloped minds blasting out at the college at night. Human power in the woods. Yearn, lust, create. Brochure. Temporariness. Pillbottle arena football. SUPERIOR 635 * 1/14/97 Phantom wristwatch. The feeling that it's still there. Sense of time. Time bus. The foolish road signs. Come and meet. Manipulate others, manipulate yourself. Drink water. Asking my mom what "masturbation" means after someone mentioned it on a talk show. She acted like I should know, said it was manipulating ones genitals or something. I was like, oh yeah, I know. But I didn't know. And a snowy, dangerous drive in a blizzard, no brakes, or very little, and the fun of college. Just writing, just. SUPERIOR 636 * 1/14/97 The power of digging. Other friendness of other people. Talk about T-shirt. And the courage of language, thinking, library, drawing cool things, and the seeing of the nothingness. The Breeders, listening to The Breeders. And the bulging of the music, too much recorded now for anyone to ever hear it all. And of movies and of home movies, and arranging it, and the resources of yesterday. My my, thinking of the way women were supposed to act long ago. But metal puzzles in the seventies. A new aisle. SUPERIOR 637 * 1/14/97 Fear top. Another ceramic. Enough of the genre. Understandwood. Plush. Beacon. The rush of the rest stop, the confusion and the clatter, of it all. Wood in vision, all the woodgrain seen, patterned in the mind. Mushroom basement recreation. Kids. A lot, comic book store tomorrow, lacking of it, you as knight, and it all is coming and hiding. And it to be cool. No I am writing it all in sequence. Bid. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----