Insomnia (insomnia) wrote,

brain browser...

I was in the midst of navigating through e-mail and navigating through websites and basically going from here to there through a collection of linked thoughts... and I have been working my thoughts in life, developing ideas created out of a fortuitous series of connections... a complex series of links, like fragmented thoughts, connected yet scattered. Something out of a James Joyce novel.

If we base our life around the Internet, will our synapses develop patterns that are strikingly similar to these links, these connections we all share? Perhaps we'll create more ideas, as the manipulation of links and connections become second nature to us. I hope my ideas are vindicated one day.

...the day we were lying among the rhododendrons on Howth head in the grey tweed suit and his straw hat the day i got him to propose to me yes first i gave him the bit of seedcake out of my mouth and it was leapyear like now yes 16 years ago my God after that long kiss I near lost my breath yes he said I was a flower of the mountain yes so we are flowers all a womans body yes that was one true thing he said in his life and the sun shines for you today yes that was why i liked him because I saw he understood or felt what a woman is and I knew I could always get round him and I gave him all the pleasure I could leading him on till he asked me to say yes and I wouldn't answer first only looked out over the sea and the sky...then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
--Molly's closing thoughts, Ulysses

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