100 Words on Smartphone Epiphany

This is what epiphany looks like: mundane as driving down your street except mediated through something that abstracts it and cuts it with blinding flashes of light. This cramped little device with which I filmed the drive, watched it unfold, typed this message, counted the words and finally pushed it to the edge of exterior is the engine of my epiphany. Or maybe its just rare sated consumer lust talking. All I'm saying is I am participating in a Bloomsday reading of old epiphanous Joyce and I am tempted to upload Ulysses to my phone and read it from there.