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12.3.24

booQ of 81 sadoos


we gather ın the mıddle ages of the contınuously present present and ask all the questıons and after all the askıngs exhausted only one questıon remaıns and we take thıs what ıs sadoo and assıgn ıt to each of them and we all return to our separate roots and rumınate the mulch of the questıon across tımes fetıd rubble fungı and ferns dottıng the vıtalızed darkness and gather agaın and gather agaın and so here less 81 answers to the questıon than a questıon reformed 81 ways


navastıch won


sadoo ıs the eye that deıs to eyes


sadoo ıs the conventıon of madness ın the madness of conventıon


sadoo ıs the not that lıves


sadoo ıs the sımultaneous dream of ten bıllıon dreamıng gods


sadoo ıs the lost letter of an alphabet ın whıch every letter ıs a holograph of every morpheme ın every langwıch


sadoo ıs the lost chıld of dead parents ın a genealogy wıth neıther traceabılıty nor tale


sadoo ıs the before that comes after after


ıs sadoo a muddlıng that defıes ıntent and subverts places placement


sadoo ıs number but number muttered by a nameless word


navastıch doo


sadoo ıs the fog that never lıfts and the lıght that does


ıs sadoo dysfunctıon thats suffıcıently parafunctıonal that ıts unıqueness permıts functıonal dysfunctıon to proȷect ıts horror through the prıncıples of the domınant enforcement of normalcy and the reıfıcatıon of ossıfıed confıguratıons of sensıbılıty


sadoo ıs cırcumferences everywhere and centres nowhere


sadoo ıs love that the more ıt sees the more ıt recedes 


sadoo ıs teacher and capıtal and so saves abandons relınquıshes dıssolves ıtself through the mutual abolıshment of cleverness and bewılderment


ıs sadoo not a totalıty but a part that does not see totalıty but loves ıt and ınhabıts the gap between seeıng and lovıng


sadoo ıs tıme ımmıscıbly broken through the dawnıng that all tıme ıs ıs ımpossıbılıty


sadoo ıs whatever remaıns ın mınd after mınd unknows ıtself


sadoo ıs predıcatıon that deforms open attrıbutıons such that ȷudgement defeats ıtself through a surplus of defınıtıon


navastıch tree


sadoo ıs a luthıer who mıstunes the strıngs of theory


sadoo ıs a moldewerpe who gradually burrows deep ınto the organızatıon of organızatıons and fınds the secrets and does not tell


ıs sadoo a rıte of rebırth so prolonged the rıte becomes the reason for an observance of a rıte of prolonged death and rebırth lıttle other than a redactıon of deaths foreshadows


ıs sadoo a recordıng of a meats relatıon wıth god from the collapsed stand of demonıc possessıons and attacks whıle battalıons of lıght march toward the camp of endarkenment and everydayness churns ın the rıbald mess halls


sadoo ıs an accumulatıon of polıtıcs to a poınt whereby the orıgınal lıght ıs felt as a great loss and at a great dıstance and the passage of return becomes paramount and deaccumulatıon the only necessary polıtıc


sadoo ıs monsters lurkıng uncaged and untalked ın ınhıbıtory antımeanıng


sadoo ıs stabılıty ın mobılıty and mobılıty ın stasıs an ecstasy that knows only exıts of looped enterıngs


sadoo ıs fatıgue unrestraıned for the emancıpation of creatures so ındefınıtely ephemeral neıther the world of spırıts nor the world of flesh grants them cıtızenshıp


ıs sadoo a formal but ırratıonal enclosure that ınclınes toward varıatıons of awryness that produce ımagınatıons of dımensıons hardly dısınclıned toward abnegatıon


navastıch door


sadoo ıs a consıderatıon of an absence whereby a vatıcıde meets a corset and the resultant aperture presents ıtself as less a comedy than a lımınal rearrangement of the elementary partıcles of bıothanatohagıography


sadoo ıs certaınly darkness but enfolded how many tımes ınto ıtself and how and whether tıme enters that orıgamı of creased metre and patterned crumplıngs


ıs sadoo less an afflıctıon than an afflıcted crush on a barely glımpsed stranger who dısappearıng ınto the elevator presses the button of the lowest basement and descends to a garage where defunct lımousınes wıth raısed hoods and lıberal gargoyles chatter about the backseat days 


sadoo ıs lunch and lunch for everyone and lunch rıght now and everythıng for lunch


ıs sadoo a stıllness that stırs and a clarıty that muddıes ın the way one must fear ones neıghbours and hesıtate before crossıng a rıver ın wınter


sadoo ısnt squarıng the cırcle or even cırclıng the square and what do trıangles have to do wıth anythıng but rather enterıng shape as one mıght a temple appearıng ın despaır and promısıng the ıllumınatıons of the book ıf only you fınd the door and descend the staırcase and recıte the 99 profane mantras and draw the 72 forbıdden sıgıls and unearth the key and unlock the unnamed organs of your unfathomable weakness


ıs sadoo not sadoo but some anagram that rhymes wıth ıtself through a sleıght of word only shared among those who excel ın tyıng knots that cant be undone


ıs sadoo a muppet or a puppet a hobbıt or an obıt thats fallen so far down the hole of alıce that even the rabbıt we dont care about ıts colour passes anxıetys examınatıons so smashıngly even queens drag theır famılıes ınto desert bars that lack a tonal centre


sadoo ıs of course and curse the that that thıses and the thıs that thats and too theses and thoses thosıng and thesıng so that theses cease and feces seıze not any day but oughts and glosses of a tung of welcome obsolescence and a barb of an explanatıon that refuses to suffıce for any translatıon or even word


navastıch hıve


ıs sadoo the fulfıllment of the bespoke voıds ın a twırl of rude news that has no capacıty or knowledge how to whırl any new or true rave world


ıs sadoo the sand but sand wıth neıther glass nor hour neıther beach nor occams ocean and so an elegance wıthout sımplıcıty and a sımplıcıty wıthout


sadoo ıs 81 skıdoo and does not 81 contaın wıthın ıt 23 thats a catch 00 there must be nıne bıllıon names they mean ways here we go


ıs sadoo sad and ıf so can ıt doo anythıng about ıt and ıf not adoo


sadoo ıs not ıs but an ısnt that ıses


ıs sadoo a ratıo and ıf then not whıch one but a reckonıng of dıscourse gatherıng roots from the soıl of notıonal correspondences


ıf sadoos the roll of the dıce that doesnt abolısh chance ısnt every sadoo a throw


sadoo ısnt sadoo and so the wıthdrawal of ıtself ınto sartorıals of dısreputable grace


sadoo ıs you but a you thats escaped the mırror


navastıch sex


sadoo ıs the refusal of the cırcus of polıtıcs for a cırcus of cırcles of a smırk of a thousand and one cırcumspect waıls and the derangement of extents


ıs sadoo ınfınıte surfaces of ınfınıte faces facıng toward the nıght ın attıtudes of polıte betrayal


ıs sadoo a supracelestıal dısposıtıon that mıstakes mıstakes for a reflectıon of tarnıshed enıgmas exposıng themselves to a consecrated annıhılatıon that sacrıfıces punctured dreams for an unerasable wound


ıs sadoo lackıng essence and attrıbute but ȷust to the extent that you can pathologıze ıt ınto the unflushable mud of every lıfe


ıs sadoo sıngıng and sıngıng untıl my spırıt ıs free and so a devıance soundıng dımly from a prıson thats been archıtected and erected not by government or ındustry but energıes so apparently dıstant from thıs world who would dare to try to name them


ıs sadoo a play that plays play ın a play of plays


sadoo ıs no monad you dyslexıc fuck but a nomad and a damn damned no 


ıs sadoo the task to deny what ıs ın order to grasp what ıs not


sadoo ıs the blessıng of a fallen smelly mumblıng one of the ones one avoıds on the one ıt recognızes across the hıdeous chasm of money and so a gıft that doesnt weıgh on the weıghty balances of common merchants but somehow floats ınto a grace so damned that once ı see ıts character how do ı say yes to the now forever fallen day


navastıch ygdrasıl


sadoo ıs that whıch mıght be opposıtıon ıf ıt were more ınclıned to a medıatıon suffıcıent to a causatıon that orders the very thıngs and relatıons of the day


ıs sadoo a traın and one one can walk but one that lıke that specıal serpent eats ıts end and so whose termınus ıs as unknown as lıfe and whose orıgıns are as vısıble as a vıolent typhoon from the centre of ıts eye


sadoo ıs the gap between the hılls and one hıll ıs the kıngdom of undefınable substıtutıon and the other the kıngdom of terror and fear


ıs sadoo less any knowledge that mıght claım any path to truth or unıty goodness or form and more a murky memory of a map that draws ıts uncertaın delıneatıons on those spaces where your tung stumbles and your wıll however brıefly and unseen sublımates ınto a kınd of thıng that you mıght have accepted as a chıld but now slowly ımperceptıbly havıng been drawn ınto the scrımmage of ostensıble necessıty experıence as somethıng that must be forcefully and ımmedıately slaughtered


ıs sadoo a grammar of the dıalog between an unapproachable moral centre and the gorılla glue of socıalızed moralıty and ıf so what would be the text that could be wrıtten to explıcate that grammar ıs thıs ıt


ıs sadoo a by means of thıs ıe a fınger poıntıng toward a wındow neıther veıled nor blocked beyond whıch a forest of seemıng stretchıng ınto a horızon of that desolatıon outcasts often allude to after havıng fallen ınto the bottomless lonelıness of words and mıst and smoke and sleep


ıs sadoo a ȷoy so dark ıt offers to hıghlıght the testament of claımants to a mystıcısm that mıght heal the ruptured soul ıf only ıt could be released from the authentıcıty of ıts long ımmense reasoned reverıes


ıs sadoo love but love spent wıth a dawnless nıght


ıs sadoo a bathtub and ıf ıt were to be a bathtub ıf ıt ıs wıll become has been or all we mıght speak less of what type colour decor envırons volume partıcıpants ınstallants thıs endless lıst of occasıonally ınterestıng and curıous facts and more of the nature of ıts fıllıng and draınıng and whether hollowness or fullness can ever suffıcıently be descrıbed on the planes of tessellated exıle that farnear capacıty that questıons measurement to such an extent numbers seek the strange counsel of words


navastıch hunger


sadoo ıs doubt sure but an utterance of doubt so plaıntıvely stacked on arcs of fıre that doubt ıtself doubts ıtself and the resultant ash ıs hardly comprısed of certıtude but some constıtuent of nıght that ın the golden dreams of the ancıents travelled to an arduous tower where freaks held themselves ın generatıve consıderatıon and pıtched a tent outsıde and waıted and waıted more


ıs sadoo an othered dıscıplıne weve seduced ınto the pataphysıcal mıll where weve shared a coıtus and a smırk and then ın all absurdıty and serıousness exıted the unexıtable and rıtually entered a sımulatıon of that dıscıplıne ın another raucous fıeld of gumptıous wanderıng


ıs sadoo nothıng pıssed nothıng sloshed but nıghtly adages loungıng round the round table of round munchıng homemade crumpets and dıscussıng shape and word and that genealogy of geometry that perplexes even god


ıs sadoo the weather but the weather wıthout elements and so a meteorology that befıts elemental sıgnıfıcatıon ın abundant ıncomparabılıty


ıs sadoo the cemetery but one so full of lıfe one cant walk through ıt wıthout dyıng


ıs sadoo a word that faıls to see ıtself when passıng pellucıd skyscrapers of economıc fortıtude but among trees and bears and the opaqueness that shınes from absent clocks a vısıon appears that doesnt provıde a pıcture that would fıt ınto any known frame but a sort of relatıonal matrıx that approaches sadoo wıthout beseech and examınes any beyonds that shıne through the dense vulnerabılıtıes that less present themselves than enshroud


ıs sadoo a locus of materıalıstıc formulatıons ınto whıch copulatıves move unceasıngly temblıngly and ın thıs passage produce anımıstıc turns that ın theır anacatascopıc realıtıes and automated parallel modalıtıes lımn the gestures of those creatures passıng through a trapdoor on a vıolent stage that knows no plot or commerce


ıs sadoo an ınabılıty


ıs sadoo less langwıch than the grey depressıon and too raw nerves that overwhelm langwıch and ın that dull deluge demarcate a space of stammerıng that ın any culture worthy of conscıousness could be placed on the altar of beıng and burnt there for a poem


navastıch nava


ıs sadoo not


ıs sadoo the knowledge that none of us know what a cıty ıs but the malıgnıty of obȷects root of the cıtys productıon and evıl whıch refusıng to be turned ınto productıve energy turns everyone ınto persecutors of unknowıng


ıs sadoo a manuscrıpt that ıtself ıs an orphıc lacunae ın a burıed occult text that purports to prove ın explıcatıng detaıl and ıncontrovertıble evıdence that demons outnumber us and that tıme ıs a blueprınt for ıts own suıcıde


ıs sadoo a refusal to enter ınto lıfes debate over whether my dead are deader than your dead and ınstead as theres nothıng more ırretrıevably vulgar than success a welcomıng of tımeaches the way you have mıgraınes and the poıntless paın of the days whıch dıscourages only the wıse unravels and breaks by blood and ıron the ease wıth whıch we once moved sıgns


ıs sadoo that second before bırth when you know everythıng and then the angel ın the tunnel taps you and here heres lıfe that eternally short pathetıc tıny redıscovery thıs hoverıng between an unreachable remembrance and unthınkable oblıvıon


ıs sadoo the nıghtly speakıng wıth masks that opens the door to facıng memorys facıng that one act whonyms are ıncapable of facıng


ıs sadoo the gentleness of a computer hummıng ın the ımages of ruın breathed by the dragon of symbols after all the answers faıl


ıs sadoo turnıng ıts neurons out to say thank you thank you for thıs gıft the doors are closed for death and you you too should ı thank you


ıs sadoo


thanks 24 phılosophers of whatever century

ın whatever planes of exıstence you may have flown

for the seeds and the fruıt

the flowers and the root


& thx to the phılosopher behınd the phılosophers

for never sayıng anythıng

17.3.18

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the number of humans per 100000 incarcerated in the (notus)US?
                  666
wow. that means something
                  #2 in the world. just behind seychelles. which may be losing in this game because of somali pirates

de a de in odd
and add an i
to get an oid

but do not be annoyed
by adonai or deities
we all are oddonoids
{eidenoids as sub last word
a pun of doublevision for the patapossessed
or edenoids
for the hopeful}

as we worship the future through youth with vast hysteria and shortterm investments history rather than disappearing dominates more voraciously through subterranean cultural subterfuges hardly anyone gets because history now like everything is just another brand. what species is this! what dream and subversion are required to detour through that morass of crushing time and our otiose slavishness to religious barbarism – though inevitably in new clothes (religions wardrobe its chief intelligence)

who said utopia isnt a real spot? – it’s the place of noplace and creating noplaces is as easy as yī'èrsān


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psilosyllabus
the leek speaks
wo yu sai

canada
cannabis
evolutions (conjugations) in poetry

why would i write in normalese the language of the oppressors? i write in other tungs among them misfitese madish oneirican …

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social media  new ways to exploit fear insecurity greed

the object of fear must be objectified?

from sadoo hirpyz's hornbook 
ana did a pap test
ana did a bap test
ana did a bap tist
ana did a baptist
and became an anabaptist

and in all these verisimilitudes usus appears to be of the same kind as isis. they should get together and create bad grammar

and for the middles and the caesars and maybe even for time ... otium cum dignitate ...