28.6.20

to say a thing which is not

fukky risotto and sadoo diaper or at least some of their recalcitrant and degenerate homunculi meet in a tiny cat park on a quiet side street near a family pazar on the hills of kadıköy away from the nearby mayhem of tıbbiye caddesi 
you took your vows of madness and uselessness just over 25 years ago  any regrets?
vows? 
we could perhaps say that in some sense not entirely inarticulatable that you entered or were entered into the antechambers of uselessness and madness and have since been progressing or regressing or at least moving or in some sense which might not be the same sense as the previous sense perceived to move regardless of what factors whether mental physical volitional emotional spiritual hematological or other singularly or jointly precipitated any movement or appearance of movement through other rooms or spaces or aspects or grammars or ramshackling collapsings of their if you will domains
better? 
any regrets?
regrets? 
in a similar but also divergent means to the mode in which we were speaking before its not unusual for those exceptions who in their relative youth embark on a path which the bulk of society and not just the conservatives but liberals progressives libertines and so on frequently consider some combination of radical outrageous selfdestructive deviant imbalanced eccentric that while it can take years even decades for effects to accumulate accumulate they do and as the manifestations of these accumulations begin to manifest more obviously not just to those outside who are always often dismissive but inside the diverger itself whether in body mind spirit will whatever aspect or aspects of the person that the one who vowed or walked or was moved or whatever we might choose or not choose to say is not necessarily overcome but certainly is greeted increasingly in intensity and frequency with a certain  lets just say it  nostalgia for the road not taken to quote an often misunderstood quotee
if ive been at all on anything like you describe wouldnt regrets pretty much look like anything else? 
why do you write so much?
i dont write at all 
how can you say that  therere 601 entries so far in this flatulent travesty you call a blog but is nothing but a reckless dump of your inept disenfranchisement … and you cant simply disavow this by saying others write?
you comprehensively misunderstand the entire process of language  youve shown not the slightest indication you grasp anything of the nature function effect source intent shape or mind of words   the common perception of writing is that a singular human  often called a writer  sits down  although it also may be standing walking lying  the position only an important one for the ergonomists  and these days opens its laptop and proceeds to will words or wait until words are willed or unwilled  the language here is only important for nietzscheans and journalists   but all this is thoroughly misplaced or at most true only for that class of humans subject to the dominant religion of the day  in our case capitalism  which believes in these infantile concepts of wills words waitings sittings writing and so on 
whats your process then?
sadoos do nothing   does one wait to breathe or excrete or blink?  maybe trivially but not effectively   writing is automatic  not in that experimental sense of the surrealists in which a technique is applied to get in touch with ones subconscious  again a ridiculous concept   no one has any idea what consciousness is let alone being able to distinguish consciousness from its absence or subterranean sectors or anything else   no   what happens is that since we are humans or those who pretend to be humans  and we language as we breathe  in fact language is nothing but breathing  words and concepts fill our minds until our minds are at capacity  for we are finite  and can no longer hold the contents  call whats in there what you want  and theres spillage   as with a vat of turbulent water the spillage isnt simply the most recent content but a sample of the entire vat   so words spill out as a psychochemical indicator of a sum of flow  in other words i breathe  and this spilling or breathing is what you call writing but isnt writing at all   the writers task  though we dont believe in writers or tasks one bit  is to do nothing   to simply be human with or without whatever affixes you wish to introduce or whatever it is you wish to call this form   its not even to allow words to fill up   the words fill up on their own   the only way to stop them is the same way to stop breathing  to suicide   and this method  or rather nonmethod  we call not writing but sadoo 
but what about quality? aesthetics? beauty? work? product? discipline? unity? form? meaning? restraint? editing? communication?
these are considerations only for charlatans and lickspittles which admittedly form the vast bulk of socalled writers   the socalled desirable attributes you enumerate are all social manufactures of a particular civilization that has hardly proven itself as worthy of emulation in anything unless you value stupidity destruction hatred  so why would anyone assume the values it proclaims are necessary for something to be called art language writing anything?  all you have to do is breathe  which were doing anyway  not practice breathing in a certain way like the supercilious yogis say  certainly keep your body in good shape by eating well  avoiding animal products  exercising  reducing stress by not caring about what anybody thinks but the earth itself in its inexplicable and numinous wholeness  including yourself  as you shouldnt be thinking  only filling  and you cant fill well if the container you have for filling is poorly taken care of  and so not caring about death as youre not thinking and only thinking leads to anxiety about death   all this is what any sensible human does anyway  without thinking   for its thinking that makes humans sit in front of their tvs or screens and watch sports and eat hamburgers and cheesies and fight and assert their superiority over life and nature   but if you dont think then the spillage will be a holograph so to speak of what you are  or if you wish to apply an apophatic perspective arent  at least in those particular rapids of time which though are not just these rapids but in a sense all the water thats been  and this is writing or breathing or living   the words detours   the talisman that is the process is without end quixotic  to stay immersed so wholly in the burning fictions of book that ones first tongue becomes book and one speaks from it and once one no longer speaks from it one dies  that is once one no longer can believe   literature then is not something one does in life  that one makes time for in life  that one retreats from life to do  rather literature is entirely different  it becomes what one naturally speaks   ones grammars and synapses  an animism   and the quotidian communication that comprises most if not all of speaking and thinking for you is an effort a task an activity for us  as literature is for you   weve inverted worlds and this inversion is the energy of sadoo  its form you drown out with your imposed forms for it
but surely youre behind the times  words are now a subset of technology and technology is mind thinking thought made dimensionally manifest
i have many very geometric relationships with time and certainly behind i trust is always one of them   one could be concerned of course with where one wisps in relation to time but as time is the only solid thing and we morphing modes of wind swirled around it  why?   so many are so concerned about being in the current they get stuck in only one preposition   sure one should be in but also out under above through behind before alongside with and so on   anyway youre wrong  technology is eternally a subset of language   words ontologically and chronologically precede technology science philosophy art and even time   this is why we fill up and spill
im fukky or i may be and were here in kadıköy on the hills 
to not say a thing which is
to not say a thing which isnt
to say a thing which is but both the ising and the saying are as much not saying and not ising
to thing an is which not say
to is a say not thing which
which not to is a say thing
is a which thing not to say
thing a say which not is to
not thing say is to a which 
perverse has reference to ones attitude  in both conduct and opinion   the perverse person is settled in habit and disposition of contrariness  it not only likes or dislikes  acts or refuses to act  by the rule of contradiction to the wishes commands opinions of others  especially of those whom it ought to consider  but it is likely even to take pains to do or say that which it knows to be offensive or painful to them   perversity may be found in a child  but it is so settled an element of character as to be rather the mark of an adult and a core expectation of maturity in human society

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