16.9.19

is a clock a word?


the purpose of these laid varlet logs dear unreaders is manifold vast unspeakable   and imminent squizzical squalled in squamish piece in odd respect can well over visceralized cerebralities exemplify their ambitions –
  • simulating the incomprehensibility of now normalized and expected human discourse, being an xray of sorts of common speech and relation
  • proposing and demonstrating a new genre whereby the global fragments of language culture identity orientation are gathered into conversation – the conversations you’re really having if your epidermal marrow could talk, reality not in flimsy social facadual flesh but gutsy quidditive spirit
  • not having a purpose
  • an entirely nascent and necessary daily diary whereby the detritus of a day is gathered into an aesthetic incoherence and disturbed unity; a poem of platelets … codes & clouds for aficionados of controlled lunacies
  • a tympanic attempt to intramingle (holographically, textually, ) the esotatic of souls and the exotatic of facticity, exotatic of foals, esotatic of pudicity, reason and reason's treasons, dimensionality and collapse … and so represent the inexplicable person, rarely expressed and never so pithily and so geometrically a verbal representation of the enfoldedness of things thereby leading through its practice to cognitive and spiritual dexterity : narratives according to the newsfeeds of the grammars of technology
  • an important way to think that includes all present and past ways of thinking by negating them : a postprotest test, a stop sign, a woking of fragmentings of dissimulations
  • just a damn good story
  • a puzzle (like sudoku or finnegans wake or kabbalah or void cubes) in which every component is almondbutterpacked with allusions references illusions pointers hypersigns curvatures klunks transsequiturs holes of all colours and shapes depths interconnectivities offenses phoneme soles puns’n’pataphors maledictions turny twists so on so ons … and the bored attentive literary or autistic reader can add gravity and grace to its days by unpacking the thing : none of this does any mathematics to its meaning for meaning is beside and not and the point … but it does unpack, unpacks by packing
  • an aphrodisiac orexigenic diuretic tomographatol aperient occlusive satirific
  • suggests how, in the plethoras of everything talking to everything and nothing listening, to listen
  • a synecdoche and gyration of the 11 stations of the gonads




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