Semiotic ghosts
Flitting past the mind's eye
The fragments of a rose
Architects of broken dreams
And I have arose
Atop mad neon spires
A ziggurat for all
A new reality
Is this really here,
All that I see and feel
Or is this really just a dream
All we really are
Are shadows on the wall
How can we know reality
Semiotic ghosts
Dancing through the minds eye
The ritual of thought
The ritual of dream
The mnemonic notes
Dancing through the man's mind
The circumstance of thought
Is not as it seems
Friday, November 23, 2007
Architecture
Labels:
dingir,
dreams,
foss,
hyperreality,
hypertext,
hypertext poetry,
philology,
philosophy,
poetry,
social networks,
xanadu
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