the venom of hyperbolic doubt always finds its efficacy

that everything is mud

little is known about the farmer’s attitude toward nature

little is known about the bus driver's attitude toward driving & buses

little is known about the lunatic’s attitude toward madness

little is known

here in the irrevocable politics of distortion enigma misprision blindness deafness irresponsibility foolishness injustice …

to live mostly in the impolitic of the body’s crepuscular hazes

the drug of choice is horror

heads

it hangs above its body as if the two organisms are unacquainted   almost as big as a pumpkin its face pushed and squeezed in so many directions the result is less a face than a validation of anarchy

flecked goldorange glasses so huge the face behind  of a buggypretty sort  is swallowed into a consumption of eyeware

what’s the price of boredom? how much is it worth?

in the markets of a lonely silent weary world

in recent business news  habitat for humanity and crimes against humanity have merged   it’s being debated whether the new name is crimes against habitat  habitat for crimes  humanity against humanity  or humanity for crimes

humour is the condition of radical receptivity  of being comprised primarily of holes

the difference between a conservative and liberal is the kinds of technology required for the body to maintain itself in technology

an apotropaic disoscitant meets an insomnalent djab

to cast down the image of the god of the whites

now enshrined in the distributed homes of the rainbow

the apocalyptic visions of writers like william blake and mary shelley  who imagined that a radical aesthetic might destroy the same dull round and generate a new jerusalem  steadily gave way to ends being nothing more than reminders that we must survive

far from climate change prompting writers to question whether the mode of human existence that altered the planet as a living system should be extinguished to make way for other forms of life  the threat to human existence and the witnessing of the sixth mass extinction event has enabled a contraction of the human imagination not merely to the human species  but to humanity in its urban affluent hyperconsuming and globally subsuming form

by 2027 the world has accelerated to such an extent that the wikipedia homepage in the news section  instead of posting on average two new items per day  typically posts 29 new items

a recent sampling –

• gunman kills 1328 in jakarta mosque
• civil war truce called again in st. louis
• pazakhstan air flight 3033 crashes off the coast of hawaii  canaryair air flight 292 in the himalayan foothills  yourewonderfulair flight 12 in the south pacific  savecash!!!air flight 401 in tawargha  nudist air flight 69 in the black forest  all 2791 passengers and crew are killed as well as 111 on the ground and sea
• donald trump elected to fourth term amidst wedding rumours with putin
• canada annexed
• africa goes bankrupt while largely underwater
• australia proclaims itself finally ‘purified’
• terrorists destroy taj mahal eiffel tower big ben the hermitage the golden gate bridge and tokyo skytree simultaneously
• facegooglsoft buys world bank and cia
• thai president admits to years of sex with underaged robots
• mandarin defeats english for the ninth consecutive year in the world chess championship  the international poetry knockout  and the global barista olympics
• 7 new synthetic elements manufactured and immediately declared endangered
• earth’s elite trillionaire club buys moon
• san francisco and los angeles complete negotiations for merger   city to be known as sanlos or frang or sos isces or laneles or nosanan or sangisco or losco or cisco or costco
• dharavi attacks bollywood and declares martial law
• the toledo terrible turds defeat the crawfordville ball propellants in the superbowl
• punxsutawney phil wins the nobel peace prize
• tesla announces the world’s first fully plastic functional plastic-eating whale
• yiz biggo  driving a 9-in-1 hewlett packard 28000zz  wins the triple crown
• saudia arabia eradicates all homosexuals women lessthanbillionaires and heathen
• united nations officially changes its name to disunited what?
• the giraffe siberian tiger african elephant 21 species of birds 7 species of amphibians 13 species of reptiles 3492 species of plants 9420 species of insects 11301 species of fungi declared extinct in the monsanto-iucn weekly roundup
• doped olympic bronze medalist walks the english channel on garbage
• nasa sends florida into outer space
• pope selenium i commits seppuku in popemobile in porto alegre
• paving of brazilian rainforest complete
• alberta wildfire grows to 1630000 square kilometres   two canadian provinces declared ‘non-existent’
• gunman  after blowing up the stolen mona lisa and starry night  kills 2497 in prague restaurant
• disney brings mickey mouse to life   last seen 40 metres tall and 5 dimensions and heading toward manhattan   usaf says strikes are proving ineffective

version 14.E 149774c^c  inoti’s recent and current release of atmanbrahman  by a phantom cell of an underground spiritual alliance stream

while some have attempted to find relations between inoti and inaughty  the virtual front of {         }

no documentation has been found supporting these assertions

lists of imaginary book/piece titles  like conjured band names  are sufficient works on their own   a bibliography with infinite references but its only substance itself   perhaps with abstracts tables of contents bibliographical data forewords prefaces lists of illustrations and occasionally with commentary reviews further spawned titles … the book proper lost its existence dubious perhaps never born   a borgesian fantasy for sure (although perhaps borges collapsed into itself  a black hole of babel) but one we’d like to see more fully developed – particularly with a singular human devoting a consumed life to such a pursuit   part of it is that with all the present & accelerating excess  a little minimalism doesn’t necessarily provide any balance  but at least might be a blurry picture of a tiny mirror with some light in its depths (a star? candle? phone?) in the midst of excessive infinities of interstellar linguistic space. here are some starter titles –

operating manual for hermits and mystics

(in partial fulfillment of iso ⁰√0)

penis  rites for silence and jiǔ gè zìmǔ (song)

pin this quanta to the wind (poetry)

a cosmic welter of helter skelters (children’s graphic novel)

blerry chossoms in hopencagen where chogger-blicks go to thelfie semselves (a YA book)

noti  a naughty not i (erotica)

dial or howl an owlodile (children’s nonsense verse)

hachimoji dna  an autohagiography (from deep within a scientific mind)

autoexiling  a precarian handbook (small press bust)

a holy oily body  leonora carrington and the magic of irresolution (thoroughly researched and moderately insightful scholarly work)

fuck your gonads (queer theory)

insurgents of the cognitariat (academic bestseller  cited everywhere)

why be a salaried slave who suffers when you can be crazy? (self-help)

light does not become them any longer (novel)

dan nada can ad a cad (unclassified)

eudaimonia pragmata adiaphora astathmēta anepikrita doxai adoxastous aklineis and akradantous  plumbing obscurity for irreal answers from the chicken soul of a misplaced harena (unclassified)

today i gather the favourite heads from their bodies on the stuffed sidewalks and put them in my empty bathtub at the end of day. they still blink the heads but the sounds have stopped and i blink back at them. we blink like cats and advance greens. i rearrange them so that the smallest are at the top and one tries to bite me and i throw it in the toilet but it doesn’t flush and is just stuck there like a gigantic poo. quite the day it says and says i’ll help you and disassembles right there into its constituent parts and though it takes eight or nine flushes i get it down. the others watch with interest through the mirror on the ceiling and some try to talk. i see that biting head drew blood and i hold my arm over the heads and drip on them. i can tell some like this and i think of putting my hands in again, i want to please them, when the doorbell rings and it is the eyeball merchant and i wrap my wrist in some underwear and we chat like friends and he inspects the products and we transact to each of our slight displeasure. the heads themselves now, with nothing to see and having given up on making sounds, just exist like art in a basement and staircases and i think of getting rid of them but take showers at the neighbour’s and the smells a bit much as they decay but the skulls are nice and eventually i take baths with them and play with them like older children do with duckies or young ones with their poo

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sadood

we feature today a rare interview with sadoo diaper who we under

stand recently has been dressing up and roaming city streets alone. sadoo! – we know you’re strange but isn’t this a bit much?

most days it isn’t but sometimes i get home and think i should have done a k less or so.

i mean socially.

socially?

society, while in this case moderately and superficially tolerant, has, like everything, its limits, and it’s given to excise any excessively aberrant aspect to guarantee its own survival.

shouldn’t it then be excising itself? look. it’s possible various specimens among the masses don’t like my makeup or sartorial expression but that’s neither illegal nor even particularly aberrant. at worst some might consider it to be unfashionable, incomprehensible, distasteful, irrelevant, inappropriate or obnoxious.

but why are you doing this?

i gave up on why many years ago. and giving up on why led to giving up on you and i and he and she and it and they. this led me to give up on doing. the copulative followed. so you see your question is more or less an empty set of emptiness. if anything, i’m doing this to not do.

what do you mean sadoo? or should it be sanotdoo?

snotdoo might
doodoo. i mean (if i mean, which i doubt, often finding meaning too mean) that i may be dooing but i’m dooing without purpose (dooing with purpose we could call doing) and this without is linked somehow to this biochemical technical conglomerate (what we could call the inhabited body that maintains an appearance of speaking in the republic of the present) being attuned to different frequencies than those emitted by the worlds of doing – those worlds we could for

convenience call capitalism and which we humans are all now born into, regardless of any attunement with it, rousing all manner of defects and strategies among the misattuned for survival – a survival that isn’t simply an animal protection of their singularities but an aspect of attempting to nurture (rather than destroy) biodiversity, which surely exists not only in the forests and oceans of the world but also our cities and souls, these new and critical habitats.

i’m not sure i follow.

no need to follow.

could you try to be less difficult and restate in language that more of our audience might be able to follow?

capitalistic structures and processes work great for some of the human population (but hardly outside the human). it’s hard to quantify this as most humans are automatically enculturated into capitalism and never question it. if i’m protesting i might be protesting (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 for me is 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 (speciesism), its concomitant ecological degradation – and the political-lifestyle machineries we in our mob conformity are enculturated into.

how will people get that – you look like the offspring of a

jovian clown and the dropped insides of a second generation laptop?

i was told today i look like goku. but your question’s misplaced – it assumes there’s something to get, that my presentation – whether through image or text – is a tradable commodity on the image-text exchange. to put it another way, judeochristiancapitalistic society wears reason on its body of unreason. i wear unreason on my body of reason.

what?

next – sadood ii