more or less six years ago i had a strange intricate dream about having to solve my way out of a maze: the maze was actually Resident Evil’s Tyrant, spread through n dimensions, constantly shifting around themselves; it took a while to figure a way to match and mismatch the various possible alignments, and as i went through securing some of the snippets, complexity rose exponentially: and i woke up, feeling unsolved, fatigued; a bad migraine lasting for hours on end:
via Grand Text Auto: a concise and to the point history of maze designs; that let me wondering at the thought of a similar article, written eighty years from now, to what else might be listed there; and at how maze solving could function as a metaphor and paradigm to mere living;
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This entry was posted by Paolo Ippoliti on Monday, February 19th, 2007, at 11:39 am, and was filed in Hold That Thought.
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