What's to say? this is my first entry. I've been struggling back and forth between a small system of websites, looking for the final resting place of my domain. I've been tinkering on the web for a long time now. Since my early childhood, I'd played with HTML (not that I'm particularly good at it). my most recent website was finally crafted to create a space online to escape into with my creations and occupations. Yay! creative industry calling. I held onto that website for several years, before expiring it. I was using a proprietry hosting platform and didnt agree with the conditions of not truly owning your website, nor being able to access the source code and be truly autonomous. now my website is a collection of files. every line of code is forged by my desire to curate. how excellent!
I had finally arrived on neocities due to my longing for the old web. everyone using this particular platform will agree with the superiority of the early internet wastelands that paid tribute to human ingenuity and technological.... retardation..... to put it affectionately. I have a strong desire to boot up the old abandonware of our times. I'm no computer scientist, I'm just someone with a speculative design background and penchant for cyberspace. what I put my mind to will prevail here. I found, whilst exploring my old website (RIP), that such a digital playground as this is an excellent place for the artistic mind to shuffle and reorder itself. to gaze into the structure of its own mind palace and forge new rooms, secret passageways, shrines, gardens, superhighways, oceans, cosmic breaths and more. effectively, I'm logging and mapping out my monkey brain, on the monkey computer. using an old monkey system - good old HTML on a geocities emulator. superb. streamlined. beautiful. the shackles fall away and I find myself standing at the edge of my own valley of contempt, peering down into it and chortling away at my grand escape.
here I sit, in the corner of a cafe, in (currently) saudi arabia, eavesdropping on a halloween event that happens to take place at the same time. I took it upon myself to get out of the house and enjoy a little bit of the world around me. this is a really funny thing to say considering I'm muffled by my headphones and have my face buried in a screen. nonetheless, I'm at the threshold of my new life. an escape from one continent to the next. In around a month, a third continent will come under my belt - what a good track record for this year. where am I from? screw you! you will never find out. unless you know me. however, I'd like to state the importance of understanding that the 21st century renders many young individuals as being from neither here nor there and I think this is a badge of honour I'm horrified to carry proudly. my intentions, as are those of many, are to remain a ghost, both in the real world and in the cyber realm. it's peaceful here. I don't intend to change this, but we will see if my morals undergo eventual transformations as my life and blood progresses to rush my soul through every rotation of our humble planet.
what else is important to know? whatever. let us find out later. if, dear reader, you stay intrigued to revisit, you will be paid handsomly with the tokens of my brain. written entries, new pages, new looks, ever evolving media, and a warm place to stay when you just want to escape your usual experiences. thank you.