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Before you rush on, heed these post- / fore-words of the apocalyptic bard... c o n t e n t - w i s e . . . This is a personal site. As such, you're responsible for your trespass. In other words, if you stumble upon material you deem offensive, remember you're the transgressor. If you have something to say, say it nicely, say it with a sense of humor. If you have none of the latter, perhaps you shouldn't enter. The bard says 'facts' are but details of so many useful or useless 'fictions'. The stories herein are neither true nor false. Take everything with a grain of salt. You're responsible for your own readings. Currently the major chunk of narrative energy is invested in The Archeology of the Frivolous Scritti Politti section with meager scraps in another section about the state of cells & cell of some state which is sustaining this site--ie my narcissistic self. f o r m a t - w i s e . . . The site does utilize frames--what can I say, I'm into parallel readings--and is visually optimized for Netscape 3.0 and Internet Explorer 3.0. However, I have tried to make it manageable for all you frame-haters, lynx groupies, AOL/Compuserve/Prodigy prisoners, or any Luddites grudgingly being dragged along for the technology ride.  If you (A) are in the latter group; (B) for whatever unfathomable reason still want to visit; and (C) notice annoying glitches or have some suggestions to make your visit more pleasant, please do speak up! The red mailbox here will take you to an e-mail form, but you can also use your own email program. The address is taliesin@doubt-beat.com. Or (D) if, god forbid, you're ready to take that big step and screw up your delicate computer set-up by installing either the newest Netscape or IE, follow the links below to the respective download area... |