infinite regress of a technological face farce

the world is nothing in a pretty box

are we smart enough to know how smart animals are?

surely an advantage of our present technospiritual environment is that we can choose our taxonomic rank – at

least emotionally, familially, aesthetically, cognitively – and choose to belong to the kingdom of plantae or fungi rather than animalia. what we are born into biologically can then be influenced and even superseded by what we are born into existentially, even as we are not bound by our dna-upbringing, by the labels of others. the freedom – let these choice illusions last forever! – recent voids have granted us permit our claims that reach past the margins of biology into the fission of imagination and desire.

i am a plant with extra leaves … these extras i call technology.

in this era of protests, of protests protesting protest, of binaries and waste and blood and inane insecurities,

protester sadoos join in!

we protest (most generally) humanity's strategic imbecility (and tactical implementations of this imbecility) – that as a species we're investing most of our time, money, and energy into our hyperapex predator attributes (slaughtering more and better than anything else) and little into what seems our most distinctive talent – a kind of empathic consciousness that allows us to contextualize ourselves (individually and collectively) as part of vast and intelligent ecosystems and adapt our lives to this broader knowledge. more specifically, objecting to anthropocentrism, ecological degradation – and the political-lifestyle machineries that we in our mob conformity are enculturated into.

it’s not that sadoos necessarily object to eating animals, but that we’re confused by the exclusion of humans from this

eating. our vegetarianism and veganism is birthed from this confusion.

as a human mammal deep-educated in long traditions of dominance and hierarchy, i unquestionably assumed certain rights for grey and wealthy decades. as the unquestioning became questioning, i gradually have switched my allegiance from the mammals of my ancestry and become a technological plant.

              any stereotypes you attempt to incarcerate me in are your regressions and degradations … i am molecular energy dressing up and down in words.

principles for a successful life

1.   always begin the day with drugs

2.   if you love something throw it away

a)      if you don’t, never get close enough to it to be able to throw it away

3.   money should always be your last priority

4.   madness is not something to avoid but a consummation devoutly to be wished – seek it with every aspect of your being and in using this method madness you will see begins to assume other forms and names

5.   all education is physical education – never enter a classroom where the teacher is not flesh

6.   death is just another name for helping out a friend

7.   never count to 10 in any order

8.   all the rules you see around you are flowers – pluck them and put them in a vase, become if not a master at least an apprentice of flower-arranging

9.   the only discipline is geometry – look for shapes, and shapes in shapes

a)     do not move your piece around the gameboard, nor other pieces, but wait for the gameboard to move

b)     a successful life is this – to this a that thatter than a thisser. no comparison