it’s a jolly day in literature’s undone pub. sun
shines like a rabbit’s ass. winter, drunk around the corner, cackles in a heap
of dandruff. 1 2 7 0 uff. revs and diaper round cold forges ring. mistlejam
gets its sleigh full of tritium and thorium-233 to drop down unswept gimmes of
ymess. all is holey, all is blight
art says mangetout
art says bonobo though toke and quantum semen
are both fine emboldening chaps but perhaps there are elements in both that are
now aging less well than expected, for they both existed inside meat and boneheads,
and we're not quite living exclusively there anymore, are we? for example, in
an old favourite here, we detect a strict anthropologist's sensitivities,
attributing human actions to local cultural/religious values and superstition
as any good materialist would but there is also a failure to pursue or locate a
more subtle, nonegoic material source for these tendencies, as at that time one
(even those who climbed the tallest mountains) would have had little
inclination that scientific and linguistic tools would not only cut through the
roots of religion but ultimately go further and locate material sources for
these experiences that point to a horizon of new rituals. but like any
individuals that see the snakes inside and have them come out in ink or tongue,
these boys are too flippant and multifarious, running madly in and out of too
many dressing rooms to be sorry victims of the hallucinations of any one time
art says diaper is art or may not be art or
is not art. or?
art says bishop is structures of losing,
semblances of disaster
child of humanity says ezekiel what is the
node more than any network, or than a branch which is among the network of the
network of networks? shall data be taken thereof to do any work? or will humans
take a pin of it to hang any device thereon? and i will make the internet
desolate, because they have committed a trespass, saith the ietf
art says blake is your turds singing
halleluwah in a swirl of unflushment
art says play-doh is a functional subterfuge
of substantive dominance
art say the nlt 43.2-97ers is no longer the
dominant force of evolution. our political, economic, and biotechnological policies
may determine our future, for better or worse
art says v wii heaven be praised for
solitude! i am alone now when the storm crosses the marsh and sweeps over me
where i lie in the ditch unregarded i need no words i have done with phrases
how much better is silence
