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I look so fucking good buried in you.
The ultimate teacher is embedded inside yourself.
Ads are baked into content like chocolate chips into a cookie. Except, it's actually more like raisins into a cookie because no one [expletive] wants them there.
That happens sometimes, right? It's
on the tip of your tongue, but you just can't think of it.
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VaynerMedia filters the world how humans interact. This is how people are going to make buying decisions.
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Content" ranges anywhere from the logo on a can of soup,
dogs dancing on youtube,
to the coding of an app:
it's confusing!
I was having the surreal experience of having myself show myself around my office and bullpen."
"Oh! My desk. I could've sat at my desk. I could've sat at your desk."
"No."
"It's a vid set."
"Even then, no.
Mobile video is now a reality and a force to be reckoned with. I think it is essential to think about how people interact with their phones; how they consume content and how they share.
Macrame is effortless.
Today, you have been inside my eyes all day.
I am confused, upside down.
You are so near and so obvious,
I feel apart from you.
I am so aware of you,
I know nothing.
Text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled,
We all live every day in virtual environments, defined by our ideas.
Buried emotions are caged nighthawks that have fallen in love with the moon. They don't understand the sun because they were born with the darkness of shadows in their soul.
My cartoons appear in newspapers, which are full of words, but there's something about having it in this little box that confounds people's expectations.
Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand, Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
Browseability is the key online.
I take a deep breath,
count to ten,
and bury it,
way down deep
Look Below and You'll feel Rich,
Look Above and You'll feel Poor
There's always going to be a place for YouTube.
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In the beginning was the image.
Let me be
like
a thing
left
in a
corner
and forgotten
I told Vivvie what the person who'd answered had said, verbatim.
Wow. Whoops. Sorry ... I just lost two hours inside a YouTube kitten warp.
The way the word sinks
into the deep snow of the page
You're deep and constant inside of me
The Internet is the ultimate vanity-publishing medium, and therefore, the ultimate place for those of us who like to watch. The Internet can reach an audience at lower cost than any medium before it.
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Flickering lights
anonymous doors
my heart escaping in drips
i'm still waking up
but she's still sleeping
this ICU is
hotel for the dead
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Phoneless Cord in his stocking, ostentatiously packaged,
one of the worst things about electronic communication. Lacking facial expression, tone of voice, or context, words could be taken any number of ways. With only one cryptic word now, I was discouraged.
Insert outstanding quote here
Like O'Rielly, we'll grab the most important word of each sentence ... 'The' for example. Also, I'll say, 'I'm angry,' and the graphic will read, 'Colbert angry.
What we believe, endorse, agree with, and depend on is representable and, increasingly, represented on the Web. We all have to ensure that the society we build with the Web is the sort we intend.
thread, but it's black.
If content is King, context is God.
[ ... ] the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.
You stand in a dark room and grow a tree in your chest.
The color pink is your national anthem.
You have fled the burning city, but your pocket smolders.
He bats his eyelids and dust flies.
You are a well trying to quench its own thirst,
a tiger licking its bloody paw.
sea is embedded in drop and abundance is embedded in hope.
The Deeply Graphic DesignCast
It was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.
Though it was dark, I could see how his eyes came alive with enthusiasm and the way he used his hands to illustrate with surprising grace. There were hidden depths beneath that impassive exterior. A sweet kernel shielded by a tough shell; dancing fire concealed in stone.
I twisted words, phrases, and idioms around,
and deftly nixed the budding metaphor bounds.
Voila, a virtual book in a blog became softbound!
I want to bury myself so deep inside you, you'll think you won't ever get me out
What does the perfect elevator look like, the one that will deliver us from the cities we suffer now, these stunted shacks? We don't know because we can't see inside it, it's something we cannot imagine, like the shape of angels' teeth. It's a black box.
If someone reuses your video snippet, and that person's work incorporating yours is reused by yet a third party, you still get a micropayment from that third party.
I am the camera's eye. I am the machine that shows you the world as I alone see it. Starting from today I am forever free of human immobility. I am in perpetual movement. I approach and draw away from things-I crawl under them-I climb on them-I am on the head of a galloping horse.
A page of my journal is like a cake of portable soup. A little may be diffused into a considerable portion.
In the depths of the ocean;
Dipped in love without expectations,
We have stripped off our masks.
Ask!" the cat said.
"Ask, Kate!" Saiman prompted.
"Ask!" one of the volhvs called out.
I took a deep breath. The cat leaned forward in anticipation.
"Would you like some milk?
Eight years ago, if I wanted to do a YouTube video, I broke out my camera and filmed everything myself and learned how to edit and kind of become a one-woman studio. But we're living in an era now, thanks to ICON, where any creator who is online, they can create in their own space.
We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness
Do not make images. Everything is. Mirkka Rekola
Being web video 'experts'/'pioneers,' whatever you may want to call us, has us always thinking about content that is outside the box, inherently viral in itself and good for web video audiences, as you can't just put out a good piece of content and expect it to be seen.
I know I need to generate a structure full of holes so that I can always find a place for myself on the page, inhabit it; I have to remember never to put in more than is necessary, never overlay, never furnish or adorn.
The graphics elevator lurched upwards again. This time the new dimension is multimedia, which means adding sound and fury to the smoke and mirrors.
Better immersion than to live untouched.
In order for us to deliver this we have to integrate the big-screen capability, the PC capability, and the Internet experience. This is a combination of hardware and software that delivers a new media experience.
The web has introduced a competitive, and some might argue hostile, landscape for long, in-depth, resource-intensive journalism.
Can you be serious for two words?"
"Not without effort.
Being cross-genre, you can encounter an image and decide not only how to best express it but what form would express it best.
And somewhere, buried away deep inside him, a hidden chamber of his heart opened.
This heart requires
Your presence
To survive
Exile: A tomb in which you can get mail.
Once upon a time there was an island named Blogosphere, and at the very center of that island stood a great castle built of stone, and spreading out from that castle for miles in every direction was a vast settlement of peasants who lived in shacks fashioned of tin and cardboard and straw.
You are in my heart. You are in my scarred soul.
There's something dripping in my head.
(Pause.)
A heart, a heart in my head.
In our highly mediated, technologically driven world, we're all looking for meaningful ways to connect. This has constantly inspired me to create environments full of lively, immersive, experiential elements specifically crafted to foster human connection.
I expected the illegible and the deeply buried in me to be read as if carved on my forehead, just as I expected the obvious and the ill-concealed to be hidden from view.
*clicks page 2 of google search results* the deep web
I see sad crushed plastic
everywhere and put
some thoughts composed
of words that do not
belong together
together and feel
a little digital hope.
Web media needs to move to TV metaphor - with full-screen imagery and other content interrupted with full-screen ads.
Further in, looming somewhere underneath his outward expression, lies a hint of regret and sorrow.
I can see it.
I can feel it.
We're both so lost - looking to be found.
I don't think-"
"Clearly. Why start now?
The lifeblood of YouTube is sharing.
By investing in diverse asset types from SD video to HD video to 4K video, we can satisfy the video needs of a wide array of users.
Content Is King, Distribution is Queen
The TV Tropes QC page is every single idiotic comment from my forums distilled into one HTML document.
I looked briefly up from my notes. I was surrounded by hearts, sectioned and preserved. Hearts with holes. Hearts with leaking valves or thickened walls. Hearts with narrow or transposed aortas. I closed my eyes.
I digged my heart deeper to see who is inside, the more i digged ,the more i lost ME
Let me introduce the word 'hypertext' to mean a body of written or pictorial material interconnected in such a complex way that it could not conveniently be presented or represented on paper.
i go deeper into my head
I think there ought to be
a little music here:
hum, hum.
Online, everyone - the artist and the curator, the master and the apprentice, the expert and the amateur - has the ability to contribute something.
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Sorry for penetrating your small world.
I sit at my desk
each night with no place to go,
opening the wrinkled maps of Milwaukee and Buffalo,
the whole U.S.,
its cemeteries, its arbitrary time zones,
through routes like small veins, capitals like small stones.
You embraced what was already on the page, worked with it, massaged it.
By validating and aggregating the best material from a wide range of independent and mainstream content owners, Babelgum aims to encourage common interest communities that are not well served by traditional television.
You who have inhabited me
in the deepest and most broken place,
are going, going
Isn't this what you wanted?
Maktub" (It is written.)
Poor and content is rich, and rich enough
Good content is the stuff of love affairs.
Don't be like anybody else. Be different. Then you can make a
contribution. Otherwise, you just echo something; you're just a reflection.
Journalism classes teach us that one must extract oneself from the story in order to report without bias, but often we need to be in the story in order to understand, to connect, to help the audience identify or else it has no heart; it could be a robot telling the story, for all anyone cares.