tonight i will sleep closer to Castro (Fidel) than any night before or any night to come (probably). i have just loaded an obscenely large number of French mp3’s onto my computer, the television is blaring financial news, and there are signs of iguanas in the sand below.
but all this is beside the point.
the point is that i slept restlessly last night, dreaming about indexicality, iconicity and the insidious alienation of temporality.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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