Boot Me Up and Call Me Rider
Phylogeny





Pattern
It's a long dream and an old one, this claim on a life beyond what we have, as anyone knows who has felt a child growing in her belly or sleeping in his arms. But not Matevoy, that was not his sad style at all.

They fixed his name and handed him a history but he wouldn't stay in line. TAEM the lost boy, untameable. Do not look for him among the fathers or the ancestors or anywhere else except that curious place held for the last of his kind.

The last man has lived and died, but now we are ascended. Now we are turning over in the sky, turning phylogeny into ontogeny, time into history, pattern into signal.

Wake up, Rider, and dream.

Ontogeny





Signal