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It was, they told us, the very latest in technology. The cutting edge, the newest of the new. “Free Your Mind With DreamShare,” was their slogan, and they promised us a new age of uninhibited creativity.

It was easy to use. Drink down a packet of nanos dissolved into water, put the specs on, and dream your way to hours of entertainment and experimentation. When you woke up you could watch what you had dreamed on your tablet and edit it with a few taps of your keypad. The DreamShare webspace was soon invaded by millions of people’s dreams set to music, tagged with the users who uploaded them and organized by category (Slasher! Space Travel! Surrealism!). Some of the first went viral simply because they were the first broadcasted dreams anyone had ever seen. We later learned to be more discerning, preferring the organized plotlines of experienced lucid dreamers to the hazy events of your average Jane’s nighttime brain-wanderings. Still then it was free, and so new.

Of course the porn industry caught on first. “Sex Dreaming With The Stars” was the first big series to be released on holodisk, and they bought up the dreams of just about anyone who had a racy sheet-stainer involving a celebrity. Arthouse types followed, with just about every asshole who could conjure up a melting clock calling himself the “Dali of DreamShare.” Hollywood was slow to pick up on the fad, assuming that people would rather see the work of real writers, real directors, with real actors saying planned lines, but when the box office numbers for the film industry’s first five years after DreamShare’s...

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I never had one of those red hot All-American summers. No boyfriend's blue convertible, no keg in the woods. No Springsteen and stargazing and just awondering' where the year was...

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by seldelaterre Jul 27, 2012
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I’m watching all of the things you do like: tapping out your ashes, thumbing through a yellow book and drinking out of glasses,
Swilling down coffees that I don’t like and making...

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by seldelaterre Mar 27, 2011
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by seldelaterre Jan 28, 2013
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Before there was language, there was sound. An endless stream of noise that crashed and bubbled and whispered and sang to us every night before we went to sleep. Without language,...

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by seldelaterre Feb 13, 2011
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Occupy sounds like a filthy word. It’s half-hiccup, half-oath, leaking history from its double-c cuts and contusions. Heaping, loaded with the weight of iron chains and bullet...

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by seldelaterre Nov 15, 2011
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I started out thinking of all the depressing places a Gloam could spend its time and ended up making this plucky little activist. I'd like to continue her story, but this is all we...

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by seldelaterre Jan 28, 2011
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I know the Gloam are misunderstood and not evil, but I feel like their outsider status would lend itself to a few colorful misconceptions about their shadowy status on the edge of...

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by seldelaterre Jan 25, 2011
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by seldelaterre Oct 19, 2011
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I am my own favorite thing.
And only I am allowed to say that.
This pleases me.

I’m standing in front of the mirror, I’m taking a picture, I’m pursing my lips and fixing my tits and...

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by seldelaterre May 30, 2013
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I am my own favorite thing.
And only I am allowed to say that.
This pleases me.

I’m standing in front of the mirror, I’m taking a picture, I’m pursing my lips and fixing my tits and...

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by seldelaterre May 30, 2013
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