Open the doors pulse, pulse It overcomes flash, flash The neon bright dance, dance The writhing mess chant, chant Breathe the sweat stumble, rise Close your eyes swallow, blur Colours delight yellow, blue The quake demands more, more Air is humid cough, choke
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Your icons are neat. Do you make them yourself? If you're into digital photo stuff, I'd totally be down for doing some photo manipulation art-stuff with you one day.
It's like a steroidal photoshop, and is completely free. It also has this super-cool plugin http://www.complang.tuwien.ac.at/schani/mathmap/ that lets you manipulate images using mathematical formualae, ie, make a fractal, droste spiral, trippy mirrored sphere thing or whatever out of any image!
It's been written for Mac and Windows too, unlike some other open-source stuff.
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But yeah, I'd be down for that!
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It's like a steroidal photoshop, and is completely free. It also has this super-cool plugin http://www.complang.tuwien.ac.at/schani/mathmap/ that lets you manipulate images using mathematical formualae, ie, make a fractal, droste spiral, trippy mirrored sphere thing or whatever out of any image!
It's been written for Mac and Windows too, unlike some other open-source stuff.
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your poem is neat, though :)
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