Infinite Masks

¡Ay dios mio!
My name is Emma. I write with words, code, & sound.

I also like:
higher dimensions,
sine waves,
dark forests,
and love.

If you like that stuff too, hopefully you'll enjoy these projects:

and you may find me elsewhere:

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Magic is bloody untruth, but in it domination is not yet disclaimed by transforming itself into a pure truth underlying the world which it enslaves. The magician imitates demons; to frighten or placate them he makes intimidating or appeasing gestures. Although his task was impersonation he did not claim to be made in the image of the invisible power, as does civilized man, whose modest hunting ground then shrinks to the unified cosmos, in which nothing exists but prey. Only when made in such an image does man attain the identity of the self which cannot be lost in identification with the other but takes possession of itself once and for all as an impenetrable mask.

(Max Horkheimer and Theodor Adorno)

PS. You can get in touch with me here. You are welcome to use my public key.