#revolutionaries we have to be sneaky even to ourselves, in the current incarnation of the "world" if we knew, ourselves, who we were, the revolution would be made public and absorbed by publicity if we knew what we were doing, we would instantly succumb to the "hotly debated" highly dumb demarcation between autobiography and fiction anonymity is simultaneously a weapon and souldeath. `be careful!` text is more powerful than we thought; we thought we knew a lot about how life is made of stories. the ancient spinners and disseminators of fairy tales had something right--we're like a supernova of them. now, we are text-based creatures writing texts within a substrate of text, to connect with other texts. `write your life.` nonsense is both fun AND survival--we're getting "paid" for what we love to do! if we knew what we were talking about, we'd have to get a real job. you can't appropriate the noise-to-signal ratio without becoming recursively rewritten by it. `is that a chaos you're willing to sail?` Afraid there's no past anymore? Don't worry. Like any good [uncountably infinite power set][1] we still [contain multitudes][2]: > For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. See? We're all just text. [1]: http://practicaltypography.com/the-infinite-pixel-screen.html [2]: http://www.english.illinois.edu/maps/poets/s_z/whitman/song.htm