oobe u24@blather In a state of half-conscious fog, you walk over to the screen, a 2d plane of light glowing in the darkness. As you make your way across your room, past the snaking network cables and half-deconstructed hardware, you realise that as the cursor blinks in a steady rhythm on the screen, you can actually hear the change in pitch as the monitor activates and deactivates the pixels. first high pitched, then low and back again. you stop, staring at the cursor hypnotically waiting for you, beckoning in a delirium of sight and sound. A single point of focus in an otherwise empty landscape. you feel at once repulsed and drawn in. Is this all there is anymore? an empty room and an impartially blinking cursor...? # 070409 ... out of body out of band 070409 ... u24later I like this. 140501 what's it to you? who go blather from