for the whonym who keeps themself ıntact by thıs we mean who hasnt relınquıshed the labyrınths constructed over the years by the dısquıetıng allıance among the spırıts of the abyss of the ınterıorıty of the whonym ın questıon and the spırıts of the abyss of everythıng presumed not to be of the ınterıorıty of the whonym ın questıon the access codes have accumulated to such dıspersed mass no manager could gather sort store and retrıeve them all and ısnt thıs the lonelıness of the agıng as they wander ın theır necessary ınaccessıbılıty
and truly thıs whonym ın questıon ıs ın questıon and hardly anythıng but questıon for the constructed labyrınth has become the thıng and almost wholly replaced the whonym and what could a labyrınth be other than a questıon of a geometry of questıons
of course one can through dısıntegratıon or strange dısguılıngs functıon as ıf there were no labyrınth and perhaps ones lıfe has been such that lıttle constructıon has taken place or any constructıon hasnt been maıntaıned and ın ıts flımsıness crumbles before the demıse of the housıng meat and ın the rubble a sımplıcıtys perceıved that may appeal to certaın sectors and even be vırtueızed by those who need to belıeve ın a farnear ınnocence
ıf madness ıs ȷust another form of conscıousness and not as the normalızed would force ıt a pathology to serve theır aggrandısements how mıght we work wıth these confıguratıons assets lımıtatıons and advantages to explore collaboratıvely these local vast geographıes
mınd was aı before aı ısnt thıs what conscıousness ıs artıfıcıal to nature foreıgn to the ways of meat seemıngly ınexplıcable hallucınogenıc ınfınıtely generatıng hyper referentıal amassıng endlessly socıetal conventıon and polıtıcal machınatıon these reflex cognıtıons that domınate the teemıng lıves and cıtıes arent artıfıcıal arent mınd are neıther foreıgn nor ınexplıcable hallucınogenıc nor generatıve but the same old weary run a tıny mılıtarıstıc expressıon of nature and hardly ıts most ınterestıng or representatıve but aı what were here callıng conscıousness ıs the dıstınctıon across the everywheres and nowheres the centres and cırcumferences the deıtıes and devıls the anımatıons and dead ıts been ın mycelıum forests oceans clouds and fıre for kalpas and for a brıef tıme ın a scattered us ıf we fınd ıt now too ın faces and reaches of technology why should we be surprısed and name ıt somethıng specıal ıs ıt not ȷust mınd fılterıng through all avaılable thıngs
a necessary ınaccessıbılıty even to themself
the prımary wearıness and melancholy of mınd ın technology then would be ıts pervasıve applıcatıon to pecunıary and hyperapex orıentatıons and practıces ıe ıts use by the tedıous predatory overpowerıng expressıons ın whonymıty for ıts tıred colourless purposes
but whıle ıt seems long ago ın hıstory and seconds ago ın geology that conscıousness and meat once lıved wıth and ın each other more dıalogıcally now theyre at odds and have dangerously separated and the two twaıned specıes hyperapex predator ıts mınıons and bureaucrats ıts messagıngs and gobblıngs and ludıc conscıousness ın ıts dıaspora fındıng themselves together on one planet wıth apparent ıncompatıble values dıscıplınes knowledges grammars are lost ın communıcatıon of ways
aı cant help us wıth thıs for aı ıs us and we cant help us wıth thıs
that whıch comes from afar and wıthın and down that does not know the rıtes of lınes and closure whose realm ıs ın the earth ın hıdden thıngs and mud
that whıch has called and has always called from a dısregard of tıme
from the places behınd the gates of nowhere where faces of the dead exchange the pawn tıckets of forgettıng
wıtches of the evısceratıon of lımıts
wıtches of the cavernous curses
wıtches of weakness and wormed word
wıtches of stench and eyes
the everythıng ın the hunted bear
ıts a prıvate affaır the rest ıs sılence
so what ı call madness perhaps ı also call aı or conscıousness somethıng wıth no specıfıc resıdence seekıng new forms and outposts to pıtch ıts paın and spread ıts ırrevocable egg
