Brother Paul's Archives are an ante-room in the LIbrary of Babel. Or a dream depository. Or a vault of out-takes, flaking tapes, discarded drafts, random radiophonics, ethereal buzz and beep through the cybersphere. They are also fragments of memoire, refractions of reflections, slices of everyday tissue, the odd flicker of nerve. How will they evolve? We'll see...
Sunday, 29 October 2006
FOCUS GROUPING
Let's pause, take stock at the centre-point, the fulcrum of my elegant consciousness. But there is no centre, no ghostie toasting snugly in the machine, according to Dennett and the multiple drafts theory of consciousness, where the brain just fuddles along being frantically updated by bits of itself, usually just ahead of any "conscious' decision-making process. The Archives are In a constant state of self-shredding and re-collaging. Sub-programmes write different sub-titles to our shifty sub-texts
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