counting the days, but i'm not sure why

7/23/2025

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I've been meaning to update my blog, but I never got around to it for one reason or another (procrastination). I also have nothing to write about. Some Art I've "consumed" recently: Double Indemnity (1944): I like the slow approach of this movie, and the narrative framing. After the crime is committed, the feeling of paranoia ebbs and grows with every reveal as the movie progresses. It doesn't waste time. It reminds me of why I like noir as a genre.
How could I have know that murder could sometimes smell like honeysuckle?

Elin: It's a janky Japanese open world game that I've been playing a lot recently. I'm not very good at it and I've died a lot but I really like it. I've died multiple times by people throwing rocks at me for playing music badly in the town square. There's base building and crafting but I haven't interacted with those very much. There's a ton of other things I haven't done, too.
My character, Ulinaf The Pimp

Cyclonopedia: Complicity with Anonymous Materials: Schizophrenic book. I like its ideas and the rabbit holes it leads me down. Oil as the lifeblood of the Apocalypse Jihad. It seems therefore that both the technocapitalist process of desertification in War on Terror and the radical monotheistic ethos for the desert converge upon oil as an object of production, a pivot of terror, a fuel, a politico-economic lubricant and an entity whose life is directly connected to earth. While for western technocapitalism, the desert gives rise to the oiliness of war machines and the hyper-consumption of capitalism en route to singularity, for Jihad oil is a catalyst to speed the rise of the Kingdom, the desert. Thus for Jihad, the desert lies at the end of an oil pipeline.