
It is a world of colors,
of sounds, of new wonders happening by the hour. It is a world
full of textures, layers, masks and grids. A world within a
world.
It is the beginning and the end of the digital age. Our world
is the realm of fantasy, where all that can be imagined can
be created within a matter of seconds. Effects are not graphical,
but internal, and of the self.
A mouse is our paintbrush, the web our canvas. If we are cut
we shall bleed fonts and images, images of faraway lands morphing
into a pure state, within the mind and throughout the being...
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