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The Written Web

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exists, hypertext, however,  not so much .. The written web replaced the blog. The blog was managed by a person who traveled from blog blog by links.. now those written pieces are hosted on commercial space.. you provide the filler to their ads or you buy off the space…

Facebook doesn’t seem to permit the buy off; you will never own any piece of Facebook .. that’s also the path of Reddit..you are filler. . Substack you buy, as you can with WordPress..

The commercial web gave you ease of technical and took away your rights of privacy and profit .. you no longer have control because the technology has control… The things of the world have always been the world; owners of the things , even if they are digital things, own you

TELLING TALES

again and again. Making them taller, making your shadow longer. Done to impress the civilian, the non-participant, the one on the sidelines. Making a grand stand.

The difference between the part-timer and the full-timer. The committed and the interested in getting a story to tell. A tattoo for table talk. These aren’t scars, the are scarves.

Much of this can be seen in all message/gossip boards.. both among the “bro-vets” and the pho-photogs. As much about glorification of their small efforts..

They bought the boots, the perfect laces, compass and map; have taken a course on following course, even going so far as hiring a guide, once. And, now, the laces are knot free, the map is in a drawer, somewhere. 

The online answer boards are the ending gasp of film, chemical lab photography. They wouldn’t believe this. They don’t believe it. How could they be the ones killing what they want to survive. With error. Error of fact. By error of purpose is the greater weight the new would have to overcome. 

photrio Fish Tales

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on the pier, among the peers… fishing from the banister. never made a living by fishing; not even by teaching fishing. although they tell stories, enlarged with each pinochio, of what they know, what they maybe considered doing.

maps of their exploits assuring you they list the reefs and quicksand hazards.
all in effort to have a following. to reassure themself they hadn’t wasted … so much.

killing dye transfer in a puff…
beyond complaining that you weren’t included in the 20th Cent Club. knowing what was done gets you to a point of increasing unknowns since there wasn’t a single path to mount fuji. 

there are no turtles on turtle island. it’s only a tale told to tourists at the t-shirt store
they have seen fish. they have heard tales. that should be enough for you; it was for them.

REWRITING DYE PRINTING..
--what is the output surface. what formulations: dye, base, surface...
-- what is your input form. 
--- then you can build/design the intermediates

They couldn’t make their mark, so now, they are determined to mark their territory.

widen your search for old knowledge; use old texts:

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