So, important "weird shit" update:
The Codex Serafinianus, by Luigi Serafini (1979), is being reprinted this month and can soon be obtained, without having to pay outrageous aftermarket prices or downloaded it illegally. Is there any merit to owning a book in a language nobody can read, base 21 mathematics and encyclopedic entries of creatures, mechanics and things that defy description and don't exist? Depends on how much of a curiosity collector you are.
It's a bit of a cult hit among artists, codebreakers and - put politely - "independant thinkers". Other people think it's demented rubbish by a fevered artist. I'm just throwing it out there to let people know it exists, that they might come up with their own opinion. (Like how badly they need an eighty dollar book featuring beautiful art of a horse with a distended, bejeweled hemorrhoid on wheels)
Anyway, enjoy. Your day's a bit stranger for reading this.
The Codex Serafinianus, by Luigi Serafini (1979), is being reprinted this month and can soon be obtained, without having to pay outrageous aftermarket prices or downloaded it illegally. Is there any merit to owning a book in a language nobody can read, base 21 mathematics and encyclopedic entries of creatures, mechanics and things that defy description and don't exist? Depends on how much of a curiosity collector you are.
It's a bit of a cult hit among artists, codebreakers and - put politely - "independant thinkers". Other people think it's demented rubbish by a fevered artist. I'm just throwing it out there to let people know it exists, that they might come up with their own opinion. (Like how badly they need an eighty dollar book featuring beautiful art of a horse with a distended, bejeweled hemorrhoid on wheels)
Anyway, enjoy. Your day's a bit stranger for reading this.
