This article proposes an exploration of the phenomenon of media addiction as the expression of a haunting: the re-emergence of nostalgia for presence and materiality. Relying on Jacques Derrida’s hauntology and Karen Barad’s neomaterialist theory, media addiction is refigured as an unavoidable human-technology bond that politics of life cannot escape.
in dreams, the words i never uttered haunt,
tell me, don’t rise with the sun,
more time to regret it.
disembodied voices i’m desperate to find yours but i’ve never even heard it.
i never heard you.
no time for passive listening, u exist in frequencies i’ll never hear
“From betrayal and sorrow, it has descended…”
(Mixed Media-Sculpture i’m working on.)
There is something so hauntingly beautiful about cemetery angels.
Photos are taken in an area where 3 people were killed in a car accident.
does anybody else have like a Wander Time?
like just before bed, and youre too tired to do anything or start any new activity, and your brains all fuzzy so u cant concentrate so u just like lay down ur book or pause ur show or w/e halfway thru a sentence,
but u still have too much energy to go to bed
like just a little packet of energy that u cant do anything with, thats just keeping u awake
so u just like. wander.
but u dont leave the house, cuz thatd be a commitment to more energy than u have
so u just drift around ur house
opening n closing doors and
oh my god im a ghost
Your soul is haunting me
And telling me that everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
i dont even recognize myself