September 22, 1956 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
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September 22, 1956 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
has anyone written a paper about eeaao and how it lightly touches upon simulation and simulacra
I’m totally procrastinating on my 2000 word essay about The Matrix and Marxism (why did I choose this), but thinking about it again- EEAAO really has a certainty within each world.
Each multiverse has its quirks, strengths, and things that makes it unique. In that vastness, Jobu begins to lose herself. The blurred lines of each world begin to lose meaning, and nothing is reality to her anymore. All her world is a simulation. Characters literally verse jump: a thing where they emulate the experience and talents of another version of themselves.
Okay I’m done I don’t have enough time to write this I was procrastinating BAD and need to finish the Matrix essay ASAP
Free your mind.
The Matrix (1999) -- Lilly Wachowski, Lana Wachowski (1999)
It is dangerous to unmask images since they dissimulate the fact that there is another behind them.
—Jean Baudrillard, The Precession of Simulacra
Bad Thoughtz by Jillian Fleck
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Whereas so many generations, and particularly the last, lived in the march of history, in the euphoric or catastrophic expectation of revolution—today one has the impression that history has retreated, leaving behind it an indifferent nebula, traversed by currents, but emptied of references. It is into this void that the phantasms of a past history recede, the panoply of events, ideologies, retro fashions—no longer so much because people believe in them or still place hope in them, but simply to resurrect the period when at least there was history, at least there was violence (albeit fascist), when at least life and death were at stake. Anything serves to escape this void, this leukemia of history and of politics, this hemorrhage of values—it is in proportion to this distress that all content can be evoked pell-mell, that all previous history is resurrected in bulk—a controlling idea no longer selects, only nostalgia endlessly accumulates: war, fascism, the pageantry of the bell époque, or the revolutionary struggles, everything is equivalent and is mixed indiscriminately in the same morose and funereal exaltation, in the same retro fascination.
Jean Baudrillard. Simulation and Simulacra.
work buries work, value buries value, only the wind watches over the sand