mınd the gap

we are the word

the traın our deeds

the traın so far away

that dıstance become normalızed

grınd the maps

crushed on the platform of our clever hypocrısıes

communıty ages through the abattoır of money and the saınts devour each other lıke doves

ım worrıed that not everyones worrıed

ım collapsıng because not enough are

when ı was ın kabul at bar sheolıa a strange creature ıntroduced themself to me as doktor calaretıo and ınvıted me to come wıth them ımmedıately ınto the forbıdden lands and ı saıd you mean ı should ȷust throw my death away lıke that and they saıd those who havent lost anythıng havent become anythıng

we are a blınd specıes lost ın the streets of a strange cıty

ıts easy to obȷect to governments but they change and some can move from a government they dıslıke to one they tolerate but how to obȷect to the root problem of the order of exıstence whıch doesnt change and from whıch we cant move how? ın sadoo

prıncıples for manufacturıng an ıllumınated patascrıpt

physıcally large and heavy

mad ıe uncohesıve unsellable & unmarketable etymologıcally ıdıotıc and nearly ıncomprehensıble

beauty and uglıness ındıstınguıshable

handmade over many years

vulgar and holy

polychromatıc polytextured polymorphous and polysemantıc

wondrously ınımıtable and ınımıtably wondrous

ınfınıtely expandable

profoundly belongıng to the famıly and lıneage of booQ

sadoo novelbookdream tantintontung

but weve been ignoring an important issue  one thats been hanging off the talons of every prick and tittle and everyone knows it

bio and novel         fact and fiction         art and life

but as the one who nailed it  that itchy texty logo loss  that crux of yukky yucks says*

have you not been? have you not whirred?

there was once nature and art imitated it

then there was art and nature imitated it

then there were both and neither

and imitation imitated imitation

for natures no longer here to imitate

and art with nothing left to reflect can only gaze at itself in fake ponds of infinite selfies

but sure  you who crave facts

who think causes somehow live in data

instead of as they do in darkness

heres my bio

in which youll understand novel

be io      bee eye oh

be eye bee eye oh

holed sic non old has a dharm ah

bee i be aye o         o   ahhh      o   i      e   u      e      y   oo      oo   oo      i      y

unborn to mawmaws and meowmeows  a warped cast of a woofwoof hoof  a glome of glom   the blurry furied furries had it that id be a nun but the n is stolen for a no and a pee put in so all i am is pissing puns   these thefts   so not in time but lime   and limes in g&ts and jakes and jakes and g&ts in me and me in ime and mime and im and mama dada mada ama aya mawmeow ooQhoof           rrheapeet

here  as the yakademics say  is my methodology and night is my meth lab and thodo my muse

i emasculate myself and crawl into the night to say the horrors  words crawl over me and eat my flesh  the words get big and sit on me and shit themselves  i try to count the shit but shits uncountable  i become the shit and then a word and then the night  i crawl into myself but theres nothing to crawl into and i dont scream or laugh  the sun or what i think might be a sun comes up and theres a book

writing101 which is crosslisted with biting100 and nighting000 and a shitting pee eich dee

ive been nighted by the been of bug  praise bees   sadoos my bug

in the novel of life the humans who say they care about diversity dont  they care about the monoversity which says it cares about diversity because if it doesnt its monoversity doesnt get the grants   only in the novel of the novel does diversity actually exist and this is why sadoo has emigrated from the novel of life into the novel of novel   plus in the novel of novel there are no passports customs lineups covid thermonuclear forehead scans proudboysngirlsortrumps  but many dumpsnrumps  arcane regulatory brontoforces statues of stupid people other than ones you can piss on with rose pompadour and the statues turn into holograms of porcelain flowers and the only arrests that occur are the ones i make of the statues of stupid people whove accidentally found themselves on my shadowless properties which are nothing but i or sadoo or sadoo or unyou

im a slave on a planet that doesnt exist with rules that have never been codified and are constantly shifting and my status as dead in a heretical taxonomy existent outside any world of physics   sadoo is the record of my citizenry

*its actually a textitycrux that points to the yukkityitch that says this

but its all the same fucking quote dood as jorgesborges quotes