The panopticon has collapsed, it's viewing tower felled, I am draped in Venetian blinds.
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Essay finished, The play seen, to the pub with Foucault, Delueze & a pile of questions about the nature of this 'internet galaxy', Immersion is almost total at this stage. This is perhaps good. I'm unsure, the whole thing could go wrong at any minute. I have perhaps studied too much, or not enough.
All I know well enough now is that the whole thing is confused and never right, still we all know the whole thing is fiction, the words, the study, the answers, the dream world, the real world, the simulated world, the code, the panopticon - all are fiction.
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All I know well enough now is that the whole thing is confused and never right, still we all know the whole thing is fiction, the words, the study, the answers, the dream world, the real world, the simulated world, the code, the panopticon - all are fiction.
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