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why i like lists

we are seeds sleeping

microfiction & essays on videogame futures

my journey into computing, the internet, and game development

This is a solar-powered take, which means it sometimes goes offline ☀

moving on is not enough

clippings from the broken future

relics of the old world haunt the shores

a future is possible

on the precipice of a reckoning

(that's good)

we owe our lives to a delicate substrate that we may soon destroy

a blurry history of our online hangout space

in deepest dreams

you can speak english for the raw chicken, or attempt a second language for the beef