56 Posts Tagged "personal"

Kean University 2018, The Network

Reflections of Us

helterskelliter on February 17, 2018February 18, 2018

What the Professors did not know when they turned the whole world into a glass eye is what would reflect back. See, they made the eyes out of mirrored glass. Covered spires and lampposts, windows and concrete with tiny, shiny eyes–always watching, always showing. Without pupils or irises, they seem to follow you, act out your life in their little sclera screens for you. Beads of silver beneath moonlight–darkness the only safe place, now. Reflected back, we saw how small and easy we […]

Kean University 2018, The Network

Selfie-Reflecting~

helterskelliter on February 10, 2018February 10, 2018

(I’ve rocked a few regrettable interesting looks, huh???) Images are moments and if moments are experiences, then what experience does the “selfie” capture? What is the selfie? What does it represent? Society Says…. Well, that depends. When it comes to social perceptions, the selfie, like most new digital media, typically gets a bad rep. What did you think society would say??? According to one article in Jezebel, by Erin Gloria Ryan, “Selfies aren’t empowering; they’re a high tech reflection of the f*cked up way society […]

Kean University 2018, The Network

What Kind of Story Am I?

helterskelliter on January 21, 2018January 21, 2018

A #FakeNews one??? jk~ A best-seller I hope >.> Cutting Through the Silence For this week’s DDA, I imagined my navigation of my internet space as a bright, white line cutting through a chaotic and haphazard ball of scribbly static. It’s kind of like a radio signal–lost in the haze until the right frequency tunes in. Then, my movements have resonance, they create this larger picture. Tell a story. Reveal a larger truth. Reveal me. But, what if those tuning […]

Kean University 2017, The Network

Farewell Faerie Girl (wannabe ^.^)….

helterskelliter on May 7, 2017

Qfybmu-Egpj-uyllyzc, I think you’re very right about the Other Side being like my shadows–not as empty as I may like to or be convinced to believe. There is something remarkable about the world you call “home.” Something that is something about the place you eyeless-eyes have grown to admire, your story-skin has grown to find comfort within. It’s something I think we all here in the Other Something world should like to appreciate more than we do. For myself, I found becoming a part of your world, Faerie […]

Kean University 2017, The Network

You Kant Make Me Argue Ethics…

helterskelliter on April 14, 2017

Do you have to make it entirely clear when an account is a bot? Is it misleading, or, more, deceptive to keep that information not secret, per say, but not readily available either? Like, what are the moral obligations of bot-creators? Are there any? Is there a kind of digital, moral imperative? Or, more simply, rules of conduct in online spaces that are true all of the time? (Or else how can they be moral imperatives?) These concerns and questions arose not while I […]

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Shadow Girl Reflects VII: Or Does She?

helterskelliter on April 11, 2017

This week, shadow has been severed–cleaved in two. Something and Other. Which is which? From near to far reaches it seems one has become many, has, at least, realized there is more than meets the eye. Another side. Someplace beyond but surround as well. Contact has been made–by the Other’s denizens. Letters in invisible ink, thrums from an invisible (?) world, and nonsense ramblings have appeared from the miasma. Are they greetings? Warnings? Will time reveal which or run out first? In order to discover some answers of […]

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Shadow Girl Reflects VI: Sharing

helterskelliter on March 28, 2017

“World building” is somehow a difficult concept to attribute to the world–proper, so to speak. Actually, it’s kind of a hard term to think of the world in/with because the world is built, isn’t it? All around us, there are these constructed and contrived places. Infrastructure and institutions. Spaces with such seemingly benign, or, should I say, obvious stories that even considering them as storied spaces at all is bizarre. Like, I know why the library is in the center of main campus–access and availability. And, […]

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Skin Girl

helterskelliter on March 27, 2017

Drumbeat batters breeze bare-knuckled. Bloody, if it could. Tut-tut-tut transforms the atmosphere into something tormented. Tortured. Just a sliver shy of a scream. I sway to the sound, skin soaking in its scathe. Absorbing the maim and claim. The tug and tear. In the thick of the crowd, illuminated by a mix of fire and faint moonlight, a figure fights the drum’s beating. Twists sharp turns to thwart possession. To prevail. A losing game. Once lured in, that’s it. Other figures clap, […]

Kean University 2017, The Network

Shedding Silence

helterskelliter on March 26, 2017

So, my laptop managed to make a miraculous recovery. *killjoys make some noise~* She’s a real trooper. Anyway, that means I finally got around to playing with sound. And, to being frustrated by it. That said, I didn’t really feel a strong pull towards any of the not-to-do-list prompts. I did really like reading one of my works aloud in class this past week, though. So, I decided to run with that and record myself–again–reading my story. Only, this time, with some added sound […]

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Shadow Girl Reflects V: Silent

helterskelliter on March 21, 2017

So, you may have noticed that I’ve been rather silent this week. Or, maybe you haven’t…. Anyway, the reason why Shadow Girl has been on the down-low these past few days is because she is currently–and unfortunately–without a reliable mode of access to the digitalscape Last Wednesday, in fact, my laptop decided to–moment of silence–die. At least, that’s the official diagnosis till I hear back from the repair techs. (And, tbh, they’re outlook was not very encouraging.) Since, I’ve been […]

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Attrition

helterskelliter on March 21, 2017

Behind the barrier are bits and pieces, shards of shattered glass, fragments of battered bone, a girl in slices of herself, writing each down, committing the splinterings to memory through word weaving, through cathartic construction of confession into bite-size commodity for consumption–predominantly hers. Beyond the threshold is Pandora’s reverse–curse–a home for holdout hope who couldn’t escape so stashed her whole self away. Endlessness encapsulated. The opposite of liminal space. Comprehension rendered obsolete in the face of an open door, an invitation to […]

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Split Girl

helterskelliter on March 20, 2017

“See.” Auntie would hiss, breath-half mist-half piss–spit splattering across my face like soggy freckles. “Don’t you see?” Spittle soaking deep into bone, I’d bob my neck up down. A metronome kicked on its side. But that was never enough. My compliance meant nothing till it suffered. Till I suffered. Till I looked. “Can’t you see?” A banshee-screech that bounced off mirrored glass like my small skull in Auntie’s gargantuan grip. Bang. Bang. “I see.” My raspy exhale fogged the glass. “See […]

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Ghost Girl

helterskelliter on March 12, 2017

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. ~ Edgar Allen Poe Mama went in her sleep. How she wanted. How she dreamed. Death is an illusion. An imagined end. Mama rasped toward her own foreseeable ending, breaths short and shallow. We don’t live here. We live inside. When you dream, my little ghost, look for me. I will be there. So I did. When Mama moved on from here, I searched–inside. Reached into the recesses. Haunted […]

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Living Dead Girl IV

helterskelliter on March 8, 2017

Part I, Part II, Part III, I’ve become accustomed to being watched. Hollow, sightless eyes boring into me from beyond. Gaping gazes trying to swallow me up, their seeking ravenous for every last scrap. For anything that could fill the empty spaces. Make them a little less like windows without torches. It’s ever-night where they are. Nana said one evening while I was studying the intricacies of incantation intonation at the table, her knobby knuckles knocking a suspiciously rhythmic beat against the window’s wooden […]

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Shadow Girl Reflects IV: Immersed in the Chaos

helterskelliter on February 28, 2017

When it comes to chaos and order, I find it fascinating how often ideas of each can be swapped to mean the reverse. For example, some people, like Howard Rheingold, dislike order because it places you in a routine, tells you where to sit and when to stand. It makes decisions for you. But, there are many people out there, like one person in the studio visit with Howard Rheingold this past week, who see structuring forces as necessary–especially in formative years–and […]