things are remembered differently
Time of night when your brain invents theme songs for children’s TV shows that never existed. Soundtrack for a past you never had. #LossLit
Time of night when your brain invents theme songs for children's TV shows that never existed. Soundtrack for a past you never had. #LossLit
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@countersilence The imagination is nothing more and nothing less than a constant state of infection.
@countersilence The imagination is nothing more and nothing less than a constant state of infection.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@marielouiseplum This is the time for the only Latin anyone ever needs: modo fac – just do it.
@marielouiseplum This is the time for the only Latin anyone ever needs: modo fac – just do it.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@marielouiseplum Mortui echo.
@marielouiseplum Mortui echo.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@countersilence Those of us importing-exporting from the imagination deal in the currency of infection.
@countersilence Those of us importing-exporting from the imagination deal in the currency of infection.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@marielouiseplum The dead echo, because they do, they really do.
@marielouiseplum The dead echo, because they do, they really do.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@countersilence All story is a line of narrative infection that can be read like vector.
@countersilence All story is a line of narrative infection that can be read like vector.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@marielouiseplum I think ‘The Dead Echo’ is probably one of the slogans of the Walthamstow Day of the Dead.
@marielouiseplum I think 'The Dead Echo' is probably one of the slogans of the Walthamstow Day of the Dead.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@countersilence Not so sure. A lot of narratives in my view dissipate. The attrition of transmission. Implosion through lack of mutation.
@countersilence Not so sure. A lot of narratives in my view dissipate. The attrition of transmission. Implosion through lack of mutation.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014
@countersilence It’s not even movement, it’s mutation. Dogmatic preservation stalls narrative.
@countersilence It's not even movement, it's mutation. Dogmatic preservation stalls narrative.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) September 1, 2014