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Thank you ahmwma! may your canoptic jars be overflowing with the choicest cuts!

Thank you glad it resonated with you too! I agree it’s not the same thing as nostalgia, more uncanny, and above all, obsessive!

Full of stuff and void, signifying etc.

Immanent! The philosopher’s watersport. Fantastic and intense!

And the cycle begins anew!

Amazing! This is frighteningly addictive and will be super useful. And greatlyappreciate the Random button!

Thank you that is exactly what I was hoping to hit!!!

Hopefully disaster will take mercy on you and bless you with smithereens!

You can skip them, but that doesn’t mean they will skip you!

at first i didn't understand but my street also flood last week

This goes so hard, and it works with a touchscreen!

That's true you were ahead of the trend! 

This is hilarious. When I was a stupid kid, my friends and I were so desperate to "smoke" that we tried smoking pine needles wrapped in telephone book paper. Later some of them even picked butts off the street. It was very silly.

Also is the unofficial decker fanatasy camp theme "smoking is cool"

Stylish and a great way to present these stubs of condensed stories. Goes down SMOOTH!

so that's how it happened

americans will never believe this

Don’t tell Ursula K. Leguin or it’s my head!

Scoop of the century! Scoop of the cerebellum! FU strikes again while the iron is hot and brings us an impossibly relevant interview with a most eloquent genocidaire—who says art and science don’t never mix? It was incredible to see the sheer haphazard negligence of her artistic statement, considering the magnitude of her crimes, how nonchalantly committed she seemed to the enterprise. She reminds me of a sort of Ultra-Bathory, the supreme architect of Dame Cruelty, a schemer and a dreamer and a narcissist to boot. So refreshing to see a real DEAD VOICE in the arts!

And a special nod towards the resuscitation-interview as a source of inspiration for us all. An artform almost lost to science, but salvaged at the last second by animation aficionado Shem. In Philip K Dick’s Ubik, corporate bodies are kept in a delayed state of decomposition, a half/life, which allows their former employees to commune with them… Albeit at the hallucinatory level of the Bardo. “How do you know you aren’t dead already?” Asks Burroughs. Shem’s answer is to interview dead killers, a solid triplication of the paradox.

There is a sort of polaroid on page 5 I recommend you deeply avoid.

The Dreamgutter map of Hypnagogic Lands is a welcome addition to the great classics of “inner geographies”. It’s right up there with the historical “maps of love” by Chauveau et al… Albeit decidedly more sinister! I could see vistas of new sciences here, topographies and geologies and heat maps taken to excess. There is a certain anatomical, sinewy texture to the dream geographies on display here, which aligns perfectly with the bizarre bio-architectural horrors outlined in the brief descriptions. We could very well do a doctorate on each.

Keeping up with the cryogenic on-ice dead guy revival theme, this month’s Romonde invokes the emergence of some entity, referred to as “someone” or the “coffin dweller”, from an icy coffin thing, challenged by the (variously spelled?) Scrapwriter aka Scapwriter, who makes the case for its survival and is uh, unceremoniously countersignalled. I take this to be an UNMETAPHOR for a situation NEVER YET FACED by any living writer or creative. The key word is “yet…”

Turn on your scamcorders…

“…Spiralling down into the dark depths of determination…”

I should also take this opportunity to thank Shem for the extremely cogent adaptation of the ELECTRIC SCREENPRISION MANIFESTO. I don’t think a text has ever gotten a more faithful adaptation to the silver screen. Shem has the uncanny ability to pry the shape and sounds of one’s associational nightmares straight from the greymatter, and leash it with no big deal to the source text. If this is the treatment I got, imagine what he would do with Anne of Green Gables!?

And finally, a delicious “digestif” in the elegant and compressed Canticle of Chrysalis. I infer from the title that this is what those damn teenage caterpillars are muttering to themselves as they undergo metamorphosis. Equal measures gnostic and toxic. HOW QUAINT!

By the way, I referenced/linked to your amazing memoirs collection in an article I did for the latest issue of ChoiceBeat:

https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17

This is incredible! Heatwave brainrot in action. First person shooterpoem. I totally see the Judge Dredd and br0kenleg (one of the best) connectivities. In some of the Judge Dredd comics he goes out into these mutant wasteland deserts… I love everything about this!

Someone's bread minus is another's bread plus? In any case, we covered it in the latest choicebeat!

https://www.flipsnack.com/choicebeat/choicebeat-issue-17

What a tremendous experience...We didn't really do justice to the full breadth of its oversaturated glory, but we covered Meanderware alongside other nonfiction games in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!

https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17

Update: we liked it so much we covered it in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!

https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17

This Videotome was amazing. So amazing that we covered it in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!

https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17

Update: I liked it so much that I covered in in an article in the latest issue of ChoiceBeat!

https://willyelektrix.itch.io/choicebeat-issue-17

Thank you!!

bahaha thank you! yes i was always inspired the density of obscure monuments here!

This is brilliantly 1) structured 2) insinuated. May the ludoritual night be long and furtive!

I got similar vibes from certain levels of LSD dream emulator, but this is more abstract and poetic!

Fugitive ludo-criticism! Great points

Exquisite nocturne; a night-walk complete with fragmentary subvocalizations from the starless atmosphere itself. An AWKWARD POETIC GROPING AROUND. Until one\s eyes adjust to the night. Superb. This is the real deal!

thank you so much, i’ll send you a big dollop once i remember who i am!!!

thank you, I need help I’m a manifestoholic

You’re absolutely right there is an enjoyment / over enjoyment / “jouissance” angle on this…

And I was certainly channeling some of your glitch dungeons when writing this——our most accurate guide to the manacle-verse…

No sorry I have no idea! 

*takes notes* "disgusting, indecent, appalling..." 

YOU GOT IT AMIGO

my kinda demands!

"i come to find something new to think about" is a wonderful condensation. And totally agree that reviews, comments etc should only come from a place of connection and wonder. A negative review is pointless, even a great work will contain significant parts of cliche and mediocrity, who cares, that's obvious and has no bearing on what makes something special!

Three cheers for radical idiosyncracy, free games, star=rating abundance, and roads free of pedestrian bloodspatter!

Nice thoughts! When you think about it, aren't most things doomed to obscurity? I might be tempted to invert the title and say "Popularity is a stochastic problem!"

I agree as well! It feels like a real “line of flight” from the manifesto jam. I enjoyed how much discussion that jam provoked, and I like how a piece of it just got on a spaceship and planted its flag here as ANYTHING JAM. It’s like a spinoff series. 

One thing I do enjoy about jams is the arbitrary deadlines, I feel the arbitrary deadline is often the main point, and the theme/rules secondary. It would be interesting to think of them more like weird calendrical traditions or holidays that demand some kind of communal participation. This is how the tragedy competitions worked in ancient Athens.  This is also kind of how the bi-annual, solstice-aligned Decker jams are starting to feel, like holiday events. But Anything Jam is really getting me to reflect on the structure of jams themselves.

An uncompromising and beautiful clarion call to action alongside some spellbinding detourned visuals and design. This deck demonstrates that the refusal to accept any concession to fascism, likewise any liberal-friendly demarcation between politics and art means a double flow of radicalism in both directions. There are some genuinely Eisenstein-level montage choices here (EYES /FACES / HANDS / the snortling CHUDVISAGES of the Techbro Class...) Kinetic agitprop for the visual novel era! The whole time that Brecht/Eisler song was in my head:

“Vorwärts und nicht vergessen … die Solidarität” (Forwards, and don’t forget solidarity)