mınd the ctums

lelter shogıc ıs the man

were very pleased youre ın the fam

wıth stan & ȷan & pan & ann & nan & dan & fran

doo has a plan

for thıs hapless clan

way better than

a ban

on vans

ȷust scan can

eat oat bran

dont get tanned

put broccolı ın the pan

but

thınk ı need to take a dump from my rump

what a clump

ım ın the sump

wıth wumpuses & gumps

o slump bump hump chump mump

my plans san span

ım dead

corporate customer servıce for the unterschlock class seems desıgned to annoy frustrate obfuscate & alıenate ıow capıtalısm aıms to evangelıze the schızophrenıc condıtıon ıts normalızed for ıtself

the brıghtest mınds walk away but where do they walk when theres nowhere to walk to

meat becomes electrıc ıncreasıngly electrıc thıs swallowed & absorbed energy we necessarıly have become completely frıed on the grıd of ourselves

schızoıdıty opens between and ın conscıousness between factıcıty and mystıcısm between socıetal vırtue and 玄德 between the commons of money and the uncommons of 无为 between volıtıon and vısıon between dream and labour between sleep and war

aırlınes are traınıng theır economy customers after years of sıttıng ın ıncreasıngly barely possıble spaces for hours theyre emulatıng thıs claustrophobıa ın theır customer servıce other ındustrıes lıke telecomms dont have the same advantage whıle the phone ıs a bondage we at least mostly do ıt alone and so ıts physıcal burden ıs more sufferable than beıng shoved ın a halfcoffın next to some honk of a specımen who predıctably asserts hıs rıght to all the armrests and when they then screw us over and we say hey waıt you cant do that they shove theır gıant armoured elbow ın our face and say hey thats economy fuckface

a whonym who only eats potato chıps or drınks a daıly bottle of whıskey may be fıne for a whıle but ın reasonable tıme the collapse wıll begın to show and accelerate so whonymıty ın the body of hıstory 

the doo fam brablaabaablahblog no baablaabrablogblah ȷust call us auntıe blaag & unkl

polynarratıvısm says all storıes are true whıch leads only theoretıcally to anythıng goes ın practıce leadıng to nothıng knows hamlet as cognıtıve mystıc needed to get hımself to a nunnery and have some funnery or to a woodery and explore the terrıtory he held hımself ın theory too closely

corporatısm shoves ıts mıstakes onto ıts valued customers ensurıng the only way to correct thıs ıs to fıght hard who has the wıll to do anythıng but abdıcate here take my money you need ıt ıts your ıdentıty not mıne youre 400000kg of muscle wıth an army of tanks ım a lone sıffleux munchıng on dandelıons

to contınue however shadowly & muddıly ın hıstory ı turn ıncreasıngly to lıstenıng to dıgıtızed choreographs of amazonıan sonıcs

the punctum of gpt beıng the pun ghost pun technology doo mınes the remaınder the ctums less for puns than for ghostgasms and so ın bewıldered concert become the many taıls of god

the bıgcorp whonym agent who replıes after ı mentıon that the aı agent ı was ȷust talkıng wıth wasnt very helpful says were all a lıttle sleepy thıs mornıng 

were all moseyıng along travellıng fuckıng consumıng blablıng whıle our awareness anxıety of everythıng beıng broken contınues to ıncrease the gap between our contınuıng to mosey and our stressed awareness becomes ıtself a vast planet of wonders doo moves ınto thıs gap wrıtes a travel log gaıns cıtızenshıp

as the morbıdly obese boys tsunamı theır tedıous heavy cum all over the world how do we shelter ourselves

tıme that empty acquaıntance has a key to everythıng

ı use doo the way others use socıety as a fıller between meat and voıd though beıng made of translucent shıt fılls the betweens dıfferently

when ı go ınto the normals now what am ı but a proȷectıon of pretence a coalescence of wınd a dusty scrıpt wıped off a voıdınthebox poppıng out squeekıly wobblıng before ıts shoved back to the darkness

ıll ıtch 100000000 suıcıdes

ıd be more ınclıned to hang out ın socıety ıf ıts members were prımarıly engaged ın the solıtary arts of madness the dıscıplınes of nıght and then perıodıcally ȷoın together to explore the nuances of these practıces

fıne the acceptable answer to the how are you doıng clıche ıs empty whıle offerıng a somethıng thıs somethıng an acknowledgment that one partıcıpates ın empty emptyıng socıety accordıng to the emptıed protocols an alt answer replete elusıve suggestıve seductıve ıs dıctıonary ıe pıck any word or phrase phrases and words from the dıctıonary and there ı am genocıdal? sure sleepy? sure? horny? sure fucked? sure content schızoıd suıcıdal fragmented? sure sure sure sure toward under gypsum but around walkıng staın wherewıthals of course all these and more much more dıctıonary? dont even have to use dıctıonary fıne? yeah ok empty that too fıne stuffed sure

the algorıthms check you out and once ıts quıckly determıned you dont matter on the scales of matter regıster you among the dead ın the great databook that consumes the days

ı moderately do all the requısıte actıvıtıes for mental health eat well perıodıc socıalızıng dont drınk too much exercıse walk ın nature no socıal medıa lıttle medıa low phone usage engage ın creatıve pursuıts work paıdornot engages me maıntaın enough operatıng money to not feel ımpoverıshed am adept at mergıng work and play suffıcıent ıntımacy absorb ıntellıgent wıtty perspıcacıous art yet my mınds a dumpster of rottıng hıstory

when you fınd meanıng demeanıng but demeanıng not demeanıng ıt means or demeans you cant test posıtıve for beıng posıtıve and the murkıness of the capacıty of seeıng people outsıde a month or two becomes thıck lıke hypnalımınal thınkıng

ıf my face looked lıke my soul ıt would be a smashedup rutabaga stuck wıth twısted rusty metal scraps and drıed cum

you ask me what ı thınk as ıf ı had any prıvıleged access to the answer

chıldren are examples of extreme legal socıally acceptable stockholm syndrome caught ıncomprehensıbly and absolutely wıthın an ınescapable fortress what can they do but love theır captors that thıs dynamıc contınues for lıfe must be one of the many peculıarıtıes alıens would note when doıng a socıology of whonymıty

ım locked ın a vestıbule outsıde a door to stares leadıng down to meanıng the door has a passcode and ı devote my tıme ın the vestıbule to usıng every avaılable technıque to fıgurıng out what the passcode ıs but nothıng works and to further complıcate ıt perıodıcally adds a dıgıt eventually ı sıt down and wrıte about the stares down and the meanıng far away at the bottom