the venom of hyperbolic doubt always finds its efficacy

that everything is mud

little is known about the farmer’s attitude toward nature

little is known about the bus driver's attitude toward driving & buses

little is known about the lunatic’s attitude toward madness

little is known

here in the irrevocable politics of distortion enigma misprision blindness deafness irresponsibility foolishness injustice …

to live mostly in the impolitic of the body’s crepuscular hazes

the drug of choice is horror

heads

it hangs above its body as if the two organisms are unacquainted   almost as big as a pumpkin its face pushed and squeezed in so many directions the result is less a face than a validation of anarchy

flecked goldorange glasses so huge the face behind  of a buggypretty sort  is swallowed into a consumption of eyeware

what’s the price of boredom? how much is it worth?

in the markets of a lonely silent weary world

in recent business news  habitat for humanity and crimes against humanity have merged   it’s being debated whether the new name is crimes against habitat  habitat for crimes  humanity against humanity  or humanity for crimes

humour is the condition of radical receptivity  of being comprised primarily of holes

the difference between a conservative and liberal is the kinds of technology required for the body to maintain itself in technology

an apotropaic disoscitant meets an insomnalent djab

to cast down the image of the god of the whites

now enshrined in the distributed homes of the rainbow

the apocalyptic visions of writers like william blake and mary shelley  who imagined that a radical aesthetic might destroy the same dull round and generate a new jerusalem  steadily gave way to ends being nothing more than reminders that we must survive

far from climate change prompting writers to question whether the mode of human existence that altered the planet as a living system should be extinguished to make way for other forms of life  the threat to human existence and the witnessing of the sixth mass extinction event has enabled a contraction of the human imagination not merely to the human species  but to humanity in its urban affluent hyperconsuming and globally subsuming form

by 2027 the world has accelerated to such an extent that the wikipedia homepage in the news section  instead of posting on average two new items per day  typically posts 29 new items

a recent sampling –

• gunman kills 1328 in jakarta mosque
• civil war truce called again in st. louis
• pazakhstan air flight 3033 crashes off the coast of hawaii  canaryair air flight 292 in the himalayan foothills  yourewonderfulair flight 12 in the south pacific  savecash!!!air flight 401 in tawargha  nudist air flight 69 in the black forest  all 2791 passengers and crew are killed as well as 111 on the ground and sea
• donald trump elected to fourth term amidst wedding rumours with putin
• canada annexed
• africa goes bankrupt while largely underwater
• australia proclaims itself finally ‘purified’
• terrorists destroy taj mahal eiffel tower big ben the hermitage the golden gate bridge and tokyo skytree simultaneously
• facegooglsoft buys world bank and cia
• thai president admits to years of sex with underaged robots
• mandarin defeats english for the ninth consecutive year in the world chess championship  the international poetry knockout  and the global barista olympics
• 7 new synthetic elements manufactured and immediately declared endangered
• earth’s elite trillionaire club buys moon
• san francisco and los angeles complete negotiations for merger   city to be known as sanlos or frang or sos isces or laneles or nosanan or sangisco or losco or cisco or costco
• dharavi attacks bollywood and declares martial law
• the toledo terrible turds defeat the crawfordville ball propellants in the superbowl
• punxsutawney phil wins the nobel peace prize
• tesla announces the world’s first fully plastic functional plastic-eating whale
• yiz biggo  driving a 9-in-1 hewlett packard 28000zz  wins the triple crown
• saudia arabia eradicates all homosexuals women lessthanbillionaires and heathen
• united nations officially changes its name to disunited what?
• the giraffe siberian tiger african elephant 21 species of birds 7 species of amphibians 13 species of reptiles 3492 species of plants 9420 species of insects 11301 species of fungi declared extinct in the monsanto-iucn weekly roundup
• doped olympic bronze medalist walks the english channel on garbage
• nasa sends florida into outer space
• pope selenium i commits seppuku in popemobile in porto alegre
• paving of brazilian rainforest complete
• alberta wildfire grows to 1630000 square kilometres   two canadian provinces declared ‘non-existent’
• gunman  after blowing up the stolen mona lisa and starry night  kills 2497 in prague restaurant
• disney brings mickey mouse to life   last seen 40 metres tall and 5 dimensions and heading toward manhattan   usaf says strikes are proving ineffective

version 14.E 149774c^c  inoti’s recent and current release of atmanbrahman  by a phantom cell of an underground spiritual alliance stream

while some have attempted to find relations between inoti and inaughty  the virtual front of {         }

no documentation has been found supporting these assertions

lists of imaginary book/piece titles  like conjured band names  are sufficient works on their own   a bibliography with infinite references but its only substance itself   perhaps with abstracts tables of contents bibliographical data forewords prefaces lists of illustrations and occasionally with commentary reviews further spawned titles … the book proper lost its existence dubious perhaps never born   a borgesian fantasy for sure (although perhaps borges collapsed into itself  a black hole of babel) but one we’d like to see more fully developed – particularly with a singular human devoting a consumed life to such a pursuit   part of it is that with all the present & accelerating excess  a little minimalism doesn’t necessarily provide any balance  but at least might be a blurry picture of a tiny mirror with some light in its depths (a star? candle? phone?) in the midst of excessive infinities of interstellar linguistic space. here are some starter titles –

operating manual for hermits and mystics

(in partial fulfillment of iso ⁰√0)

penis  rites for silence and jiǔ gè zìmǔ (song)

pin this quanta to the wind (poetry)

a cosmic welter of helter skelters (children’s graphic novel)

blerry chossoms in hopencagen where chogger-blicks go to thelfie semselves (a YA book)

noti  a naughty not i (erotica)

dial or howl an owlodile (children’s nonsense verse)

hachimoji dna  an autohagiography (from deep within a scientific mind)

autoexiling  a precarian handbook (small press bust)

a holy oily body  leonora carrington and the magic of irresolution (thoroughly researched and moderately insightful scholarly work)

fuck your gonads (queer theory)

insurgents of the cognitariat (academic bestseller  cited everywhere)

why be a salaried slave who suffers when you can be crazy? (self-help)

light does not become them any longer (novel)

dan nada can ad a cad (unclassified)

eudaimonia pragmata adiaphora astathmēta anepikrita doxai adoxastous aklineis and akradantous  plumbing obscurity for irreal answers from the chicken soul of a misplaced harena (unclassified)

today i gather the favourite heads from their bodies on the stuffed sidewalks and put them in my empty bathtub at the end of day. they still blink the heads but the sounds have stopped and i blink back at them. we blink like cats and advance greens. i rearrange them so that the smallest are at the top and one tries to bite me and i throw it in the toilet but it doesn’t flush and is just stuck there like a gigantic poo. quite the day it says and says i’ll help you and disassembles right there into its constituent parts and though it takes eight or nine flushes i get it down. the others watch with interest through the mirror on the ceiling and some try to talk. i see that biting head drew blood and i hold my arm over the heads and drip on them. i can tell some like this and i think of putting my hands in again, i want to please them, when the doorbell rings and it is the eyeball merchant and i wrap my wrist in some underwear and we chat like friends and he inspects the products and we transact to each of our slight displeasure. the heads themselves now, with nothing to see and having given up on making sounds, just exist like art in a basement and staircases and i think of getting rid of them but take showers at the neighbour’s and the smells a bit much as they decay but the skulls are nice and eventually i take baths with them and play with them like older children do with duckies or young ones with their poo

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diaper dialogues xii

do i doubt night, home of doubt?

day doubts night, i let day doubt through me

your pride is my shame, your modesty my abandon

you look like a mad scientist

what do you mean? – i am a mad scientist

everyone hides in themselves, like memories in dreams. we’re nested vapours

more like vipers

most like diapers

it glides between irrational conceptual tyrannies and impossible tolerances

these extensive resources – variously biased and prescriptive – for myriad professionally dictated conditions. the available resources for aesthetic mystics, however, are only in the expressions of the condition itself – apophatic art, direct expressions of unknowns

that’s some manual

science is a codification of poetry for those uncomfortable with ambiguity

science is a present necessity presenting as prescience

our nescience is our science

what did the mad hatter say to alice?

had matter mared the pater killer a hinge of carts dreamt budder dreams

reality’s lost reality

it’s not only the center that cannot hold

is the mirror really only one direction?

too late

i was feeling masochistic and wanted a dose of your intellectual violence

what you name so glibly superciliousness is rather an undiscovered species of humility

the kalacakra tantra prophesies that when the world declines into war and greed, and all is lost, the 25th kalki will emerge from shambhala to vanquish dark forces and usher in a worldwide golden age

i had persimmon banana almond sunflowerseed driedcranberry sproutedgoldenflaxseedmeal maplesyrup garbanzomilk chia oats for breakfast today

i’m autotelic, hypnopompic, and apophatic – show me a job requiring those skills

i explore the interstitial gyres in the nidi of consciousness and society. having thrived in banking, information technology, communication, pedagogy and curricula, community arts, strategic planning, and policy development, attention is now turned to synthesizing years of research using integral posttraditional methods of analysis and language delivery. knowledge – polyphonic, contradictory, barely human – requires novel ways of derepresentation in this age of the increasing incapacity, destruction, and force of judeochristiancapitalism

want parmesan garlic potato chips

we have conversed

yes, we have conversed

communication is the new nothing

we vibrate in quintessent zeropoint radiation to frequencies of phantom vacuum energy

quintoms for all!

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to sadoo

in july i began wandering central mumbai like this – 

theory, as kandinsky and others say, follows practice. or rather each follows and leads (dao de jing ii – before and after follow each other). too much theory without practice (the bulk and worst of the academy) irritates as much as too much practice without theory (the bulk and worst of spheres of action).

i was compelled to wander perhaps to ask why i am compelled to wander.

after having sadooed (i verb the practice) almost 20 times – i mostly wander in the area bounded by nana chowk, jeejabai bhosle marg, dalal street, and colaba causeway: my practice so far has been silently walking solo (but responding briefly, quietly, rationally if spoken to non-threateningly) – threads emerge.

one of these is the weave of sanity – those often assumed configurations of reason and unreason,

conformity and non-conformity that imbue education and culture. it’s one thing to sadoo anonymously (responses range from indifference, fear, curiosity, camaraderie, laughter, ridicule, …), it’s another to be faced (befaced?) like this in my housing co-op (frequently with the politics of a small village) where i am somewhat known. a neighbor-friend is asked routinely if i’ve gone crazy. (but surely this

question/judgment has been around for years.) i'm asked directly if i'm ok. i hear someone whispering to a friend as i approach don't say anything.

i call it sanity currency. i experience it as a necessary parallel currency to money. as humans scrimmage for economic currency to survive and accumulate artifacts, prestige, power, so we scrimmage for psychic currency: a decent amount of human language is devoted to explicitly and implicitly sorting out hierarchies of what's 'normal'.

in my co-op it used to anger-annoy me when others – particularly those in leadership positions – would easily label others as insane or sane, when the epistemological bases for their perspectives seemed dubious, as open for critique as their critique of others. such labelling still bothers me but has more grown into curiosity about the assumptions we make about mental health, how not infrequently our working definitions about psychic-emotional-mental wellness serve particular interests of our own rather than broader pluralities or the humans we're judging (or perhaps ostensibly trying to 'help'.) 

(a lot has been written about this of course. i’m more inclined to the thoughtful experienced expressions outside of or on the margins of institutionalized psychology [psychiatry, therapy, wellness, …] than ‘mainstream’ orientations.)

i sadoo, perhaps, in part, to continue to question, in a more embodied way, our cultural biases and hierarchies about how to live well, circumscriptions and possibilities in and around this ‘how’ – to further feel, see, know, doubt what it means for me to explore humanness in a pyretically technological environment that's endemically obsessed with hierarchies.