An initial two decades of stereotypical, bourgeois conditioning can be assumed to have been imposed before even the first flickers of self-referential transcendence. Z continues to emerge: a slow bootstrapping; a self-unfucking.

During this process, z designs and produces notional works. One of their common attributes is they all fail to satisfy z; each as if a microcosm of self. The paucity of information on this site, and its tardiness in appearing, relates to this. However, the obvious option to not present here would be too far sunken in solipsism: an all-too-convenient defeatism.

Z tends to write of themselves in the third-person singular but i am indifferent to how i'm personally represented so long as it has accuracy. The things shown on this site either have some inherent value or not and thus should be independent of the minutiae that are any biography.