fisharepeopletoo

Signs and Wonders?

One of the ways Blyk are trying to make money is sending text messages to people from Lethal Bizzle and The Streets. I've not seen the messages, but it would be daft not to write them in the first person. (Remember Static?)

Day of the Figurines. A town you walk around in in your head, pretending to be someone else, sending texts to people in the same town who aren't them.

Children on a school trip to Lewes castle, texting people from the past, delighted by their answers. And not caring how people who didn't have mobile phones could send texts. (How can light projected against a wall make us cry?)

Incorporeal

and corporeal.

I usually try and make myself stay away from Latin words, because when writing in English they are much less poetic than ones that come from old english and the vikings, but maybe that's a good one.

Because it's got corpse in it. As in dead body.

I've just used incorporeal when writing about wireless networks and data -- so what I've written would mean "things that don't have a body which will die."

It sticks out a bit, to be honest, as a choice of word, when "intangible" would probably do the job, and words that stick out are usually the ones you should get rid of, but it sounds richly strange, in the context, and it makes me think of alchemists, plagues and  Descarte fighting with the "evil genius" .

He says "a range of wires" --- 15th Anniversary of the First Text Message

To celebrate the 15th anniversary of the first text message, Lisa asked everyone she knew to send her their last text of the day on the 3rd.

The results reminded me why I love text messages and mobile phones, and how I got started on all this marlarkey in the first place.

We all carry around a little device for artistic production - written and photographic - and for sharing that production, not just by sending it but by showing other people, hand to hand, the photos and messages we've got stored on our phones.

More times in the day, in more places, more people are making and sharing things of their own than for a very long time, and, in their own modest ways, taking the measure of the world as artists.

That must be a valuable thing for us all, individually at least - lets not risk any big claims for us collectively - and it's why I say a little prayer every now and again that mobile broadcast TV continues to die on its arse for a bit longer.

It would be a shame if all these tiny chances for creativity were swamped before we've made the most of them.

Here are some unexpected almost-poems from the 3rd, and god bless ya Mr Papworth:

"May i suggest you have cake for breakfast too"

"In the reli if you fancy it matron?"

"Bring cheese, we`re having chilli"

"Wow, funny how circumstances can give u an unexpected adventure! I realised that..."

"He says "a range of wires" "

And the rest are here.