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Just Until We're Gone: 00

Collection

Untitled Collection #252906009

Description

Some of the words on the pages to follow were first collected in Daily Science Fiction on Friday, April 3rd of 2015. You may find said words there if you like, in Web2land )for now, just until they're gone, taken by some type of entropy, as those are words less semi-immutably stamped in time(. Each page in this new "Web3" form of the story has had words and/or punctuation changed, added, or removed in the last half of May 2022. I have also changed my attribution as the author to a set of letters which presently feel as though they fit better than my Web2 pen name ever did. "Is this version better?" you might ask. Well, that's subjective, isn't it? There may be errors, and you may find flaws. What is ever even close to perfect, anyway? The "Unlockable Content" for each page simply includes the plain text format of the words that have been etched into digital page using two different fonts by Chank: ASHTRONAUT Headliner, and Skippy Sharp. The latter font has been licensed (with Chank's kind blessing) using Adobe Fonts. The former font I purchased in $ASH (my favorite token). You can find more of their work on Twitter at @ChankFonts, or purchase a set of their Web3 fonts your own creative work, out there in the waves, here: https://opensea.io/collection/sick-ash-fonts I am not sure where these pages will end up in the future, or if they will always be found where they are being published now (upon the open sea of Web3, at https://opensea.io/collection/volume-one). My intention is for them to be viewed in what we are collectively calling "the metaverse" (the open one specifically, one hopes). At the time of publication, that means here: https://oncyber.io/volume-one Will the pages be bought (if I even decide to list them)? Would the owner then decide to burn their page, for some reason of their own? What will happen to the pages I've posted on the walls of this virtual gallery in either event? At present, the OnCyber gallery functionality dictates that what is hung in a gallery remains, unless a curator specifically refreshes the metadata -- but that may change. Like much in the life of a crazy cat man, this is all a creative experiment -- one that feels it had been waiting for me for a very long time. And now (so I do not continue endlessly prattling on -- because I will, with each subsequent draft of this text, written at 5:53am on 5/22/2022 -- damn, so close to 5:22am -- but I did start writing this description at ~5am, so), the first pages in the first story of that experiment begin.