12/24

fading of the year — into what — my body aches — a couple more days of work
nervous energy

[re]reading Data Trash

redo this language etc — engage myself in some media (multi) project — multiplex
p16 “the hyper—textual body with its dedicated flesh”

desiccated flesh — use other words

make some scifi and use these words and phrases

hypersexed

there are so many good lines here — I should scan the book or something

“hyper texted bodies circulating as ‘web weavers’ in electronic space”

hypersexed bodies circulating as dream weavers in strobe lit space (or keep ‘electronic space’


I brought my notebook to work some music ideas — but haven’t — visions of sex fantasy and Data Trash


videos — some ideas for close-ups of leg flesh — long socks — boots
net stockings — neural nets
who needs flesh? — it’s not a need it’s a desire


title end of chapter

flesh of fantasy flesh of reality

where sex becomes the reality fix in virtual worlds

reality cafe

feelings of my own death come at me like a wave from the future — a black spot on my forehead frightens me — a mole on Phoebe
signs of death written on the flesh body — signs of time

terminal terrains terminal
terminologies
study of final things finalities

upside down notes — thinking of all the art I haven’t done — the music I should be working on here — I should bring the drum machine or something

consciousness explodes

dec 1997
feelings of my own death come at me like a wave from the future
12/97-7
terminal technologies