Clerkmanifesto is the Waking World
Life is a Fountain is the Dream
Wait.
Clerkmanifesto?
I have a reason, I swear.
The reason comes from when I was walking along in Saint Minneapolis. Maybe I was ruminating on Life is a Fountain, its complexity, its unpopularity, its slow load times, its towering ramblingness, its air of ancient curses and enchantment, and its sense of peril.
And then I thought of clerkmanifesto, it's linearity, its articulateness, its vanity, its order, its presence. And then it came to me:
Light and Shadow.
Day and Night.
And above all of them:
The Waking World
and
Dreams.
Clerkmanifesto is like being awake and Life is a Fountain is like dreaming.
I've been carrying this around in me for several days now, playing with ideas of what to do with it. And then, one day, today actually, I was at the front desk of the library, and I wrote this.
What is this?
Daytime.
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