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[ Poetry || Misc. Junk || Video Games || Contemplations ]

Fractyls, for those of you who do not know, are computer-generated graphics based off of repeating geometric patterns that replicate patterns found in life. What does that have to do with anything? Absolutely nothing, except it demonstrates exactly how scattershot my thought process is, drawing a connection between fractyls and randomness. I'd say "Enough from me", but... well, that's sort of the point behind Electronic Transcendence, so I won't insult your intelligence. Onward to the sections!

"Poetry" is where I compile all of the verses I sketch out. Although many of what might be my best verses are lost to what I term "Kilgore Trout Syndrome" (writing with the express purpose of losing that which was written), this section compiles the poems I am happiest with. It's all on one page, so it's constantly expanding - and I don't say a single thing outside of the poems. (That should be a draw.)

"Video Games" (I'm skipping Misc. Junk for a reason) is currently closed for dearth of material. When it finally opens (which shouldn't too far in the future, we might hope), it will house the totality of my video game documentation - and since I play a lot of games, it could easily get to be pretty massive.

"Contemplations" are just that - contemplations of the human condition. Poverty, education, and world politics are all open for discussion here, in whatever form is most acceptable. Of course, the discussions need not be that highbrow - this section may just as easily be housing contemplations on the nature of clothing in street fighting games, or the apparent invulnerability of everyone in X-Men comics, or so on. As long as you're contemplating something...

"Misc. Junk" is... everything else. A massive storehouse of completely randomly strewn-together material, it's the back closet of the back closet. Take it as something of a grab bag, if you want. No promises about what you'll find... but hey, it couldn't hurt (any more than the rest of this page).