About
About Hypnotitron
Welcome to my little slice of CyberSpace!
What the hell is a Hypnotitron anyway? This is a confusing, long, and quite frankly Pandora's box of a question, so I will try to sum up the best I can.
A Hypnotitron just might be a creative yet insignificant self-aware speck of electrified organic matter. It is neuron-spicy to its core—we definitely know that much—and is often driven by an unhealthy thirst for anything labeled mysterious, unknown, or forbidden. It spends most of its time being openly defiant, overthinking, and falling endlessly down dark, confusing rabbit holes and backrooms. Most of these rabbit holes eventually manifest as digital art, world-building, strange essays, or whatever else manages to escape containment. Once in a while, a perfect storm of madness occurs and an entire project materializes for seemingly no logical reason at all. That is why this website exists. The Hypnotitron needed a place to store these anomalies before they breached containment and escaped into the wild.
That is about all the time I have at the moment for all of these annoying inquiries.
If you've made it this far, congratulations! You now know almost as much about Hypnotitron as Hypnotitron knows about itself.
Check back often. New anomalies appear without warning, and predicting them has proven... unreliable.
The investigation is ongoing.
What the hell is a Hypnotitron anyway? This is a confusing, long, and quite frankly Pandora's box of a question, so I will try to sum up the best I can.
A Hypnotitron just might be a creative yet insignificant self-aware speck of electrified organic matter. It is neuron-spicy to its core—we definitely know that much—and is often driven by an unhealthy thirst for anything labeled mysterious, unknown, or forbidden. It spends most of its time being openly defiant, overthinking, and falling endlessly down dark, confusing rabbit holes and backrooms. Most of these rabbit holes eventually manifest as digital art, world-building, strange essays, or whatever else manages to escape containment. Once in a while, a perfect storm of madness occurs and an entire project materializes for seemingly no logical reason at all. That is why this website exists. The Hypnotitron needed a place to store these anomalies before they breached containment and escaped into the wild.
That is about all the time I have at the moment for all of these annoying inquiries.
If you've made it this far, congratulations! You now know almost as much about Hypnotitron as Hypnotitron knows about itself.
Check back often. New anomalies appear without warning, and predicting them has proven... unreliable.
The investigation is ongoing.