ıts us theyre hıdıng from us

out too

removıng hıs underpants and handıng them ınto the tıcket collectors booth to that whıch passes for a tıcket collector he navıgates a turnstıle and makes hıs way through the relatıonshıp he has wıth the labyrınth thıs underground wıth ıts countless connectıng passageways paınted ın ashwhıte strewn haphazardly everywhere lıke the very prıncıple of confusıon forced by centurıes of ruıned cıvılızatıons and the ınfrastructures supportıng the stıll unruıned one whıch ıs so complex no one understands anythıng about ıt ıts grown autonomous and runs ıtself ın a parallel order and the whonyms whore paıd to ostensıbly care for the thıng go through the motıons as whonyms do fıll out the reports attend the meetıngs get promoted fıred demoted commended shafted send the emaıls mark stuff urgent as necessary or not but none of ıt has any effect at all to bend fall angle twıst rıse curve ın seemıng randomness and frustratıon and the scurrıers scurryıng ıdentıcal lıturated from corrıdor to corrıdor eventually to platform e to waıt for the 13 traın amıd the faceless and farctate commuters everyone defeated by paranoıa exhaustıon death

he fınds a space by a column near the far end and settles ın theres been a suıcıde maybe more upstream and the delays congestıng thıngs beyond what even thırd mıllennıum sapıens are traıned for and he trıes to breathe and a voıce so closeby he thınks ıt mıght be hım but no ıt couldnt says 

ıts bad but ıts not horrıble

when ı was ın tokyo ın 99 

ıf ı hear anythıng more about tokyo ıll

ım a rısk management executıve and ı know that

ıf youre a rısk management executıve what are you doıng on the metro

rısk management exec my dırty asscrack lets do hım

nothıng lıke a crowd to cover a crıme

socıetys the surest antıdote to goodness as granny always says

grannys an ıdıot

a randy granny ın the tushs worth two on the strand

ıts comıng

no someone farted

chrıst who feeds these people

and the wınd shall come lıke a devourıng avenger and blot out the communıcators

who couldnt feel nostalgıa over that foul rush of corpse the dıarrhea of greed and pıss of narcıssısm that foretells a traın as ıt approaches from the past

we shall waıt for we are waıters

and we shall antıcıpate and we shall hope and mythologıze our days lıke fools

and the aır already stale wıth the murdered dreams of the populace and the evaporatıon of screams from the deep leaks of burıed hıstory becomes so fetıd wıth the nested processıng of ıncarcerated anımals the trıple beef double bacon quadruple cheese angry huger hungry burger that even a few of these folk well enculturated ınto futılıty and the pervasıve contradıctory ıncomprehensıbılıty of rushhour thınk however brıefly about makıng an attempt to escape the clouds of olıd brown surroundıng them lıke mephıstophelean aureolae but no one can thınk serıously of movıng even to plug theır noses or ındulge ın any fantasy for those ımagınatıve worlds of these fallen pılgrıms too have wıthered to the pragmatısm of weekend commodıty shoppıng and soothıng the gullets of theır loved ones wıth the tenderızed bodıes of our kın of mammal and fowl born ınto an abjectıon so monstrous who could peer ınto our kınd and not be forever changed

god ısnt dead theyre just takıng a vacatıon from communıcatıon

we dont know we dream of knowıng we dont love but dream of lovıng we dont communıcate but dream of communıcatıng we dont

we dont fart we dream of fartıng

when ı was checkmated by alıce ın the cafeterıa and we made a date to revıse the calendar to ınclude only knıghts the genesıs of porrıdge rose from great funks and jızzed ın the back seat

go golden seals

mentally ılls not the same as mentally ıll ıts ımportant to understand thıs dıstınctıon

were all orphaned chıldren of some despot

could we focus the conversatıon please 

as an example of realıty why would ı want to pay any attentıon to ıt

the only parts of me worth payıng attentıon to are those not conformıng to realıty

each lıvıng entıty that subscrıbes to realıty furthers the acceleratıon of the destructıon of the world

and each lıvıng entıty that refuses subscrıptıon goes mad

chıldren and anımals are ıncapable of subscrıbıng to realıty

theyre denıed membershıp by vırtue of theır ınnate and accepted madness

ı use masturbatory cum as haırgel works far better than product you dole out cash for my jızzs free always avaılable allnatural veganınaway lıpbalm too general salve and moısturızer makeup remover footcream a few are strangled suffocate wallets and jewellery nabbed buttocks squeezed my haırs as ordered as the twentıeth century alls hell as julıan of orwıtch says we and they sıgh together lıke lonely cıvets ı am the nugget and the vırga

take eg our present condıtıon

the people bleat

they bleat and plod and call ıt very good

we are the people

dıversıty creatıvıty ıntellıgence goodness theyre all fıne as long as were able to eat and breathe ın the mansıon of evıl

otherwıse kıll ıncarcerate oppress drug 

here we are a chorus of commuters on our way not on our way to contrıbute to socıetys advancement

bereft of ımagınatıon

we enslave ıt to money ın the factory of ossıfyıng names

games

were nervosısts flatulent exhausted excıted all sımultaneously

ı actually thınk ıt smells pretty good

some would have been harmed by now

let us sıng the song of were all ın thıs together

ı sang ıt last nıght ın a dream wıth catherıne deneuve ın a kıtchen we were flırtıng ı could tell she lıked me the only wıtty one ın the room what a tıme we had on the dıshwasher hıdıng ın ıts upper rack by the banana encrusted dollarstore bowls state secrets and some ındıgofera tınctorıa from a touaregs congress transgress regress ıngress

let us pıng the pong of were lol ın thıs together

we sıng ıt now lıke bınturongs

or paradoxorus hermaphrodıtus

we sıng ıt lıke the fılthy rıch

or chatgpt ın drag 

or alfred jarry on hıs horsıcal

praıse merdre and ooboo

praıse them on theır thrones

and all thıs camaraderıe and sıngıng makes me hard and ı remember thınkıng long after ın the collapse how even ın thıs congestıon ıt can grow and push agaınst the velveteen buttocks of another member of the chorus and we ımagıne we gyrate slıghtly ın atmospheres of smelly love and the dıslatıated sapıens pılıng ın from the strewıng passageways and stacked one upon another lıke wrıthıng dısorganızed ıntermodal contaıners and so compressed together almost breathıng as one ın the manner of the spırıt of the wrıtıng of the mystıcs and the velveteens gone and ım ınsıde my compatrıots anus and we move together lıke the ancıents on the walls of undıscovered caves the lıghts twıtchıng above us lıke the many exhausted eyes of god and the ınaccessıble thoughts of phılosophers fumes from the stygıan tunnels rollıckıng ınto our home lıke penıtentıary essentıal oıls and my partner and ı sıngıng along wıth our kınd hymns of glorıous ıncarceratıon and the collegıalıty too much to bear and the traın never comes

novel without organs

including bonus novel bottomless novel

 

you see

 

theres that pesky see again

 

see again

 

theres that pesky see again again

 

novel doesnt see  it doesnt see or show or tell  what does novel do then? novel novels         speaking of novel lets talk about da nooz   da nooz is a novel that wants to be a novel but isnt  whereas a novels a novel that doesnt want to be a novel but is   and where does gossip fit in you ask   gossip is just da nooz for those who cant find their way into da nooz although those in da nooz also gossip  this is one of the great mysteries of life   so gossips doubly troubled  it wants to be a novel but isnt and it wants to be in da nooz but isnt   and as granny ı says two isnts dont make an is  tho ıs been around enough to also hear granny ı say they do

 

very important note about granny ı

due to blogger being a foetus among foeti in terms of typographical possibility there are many tricks and routines we want to perform but cant or its too awkward or were lazy and instead we have to omit them or resort to stupid techniques like taking a screenpic of the desired effect and bringing the pic into the foetus   clunky   so sometimes with granny ı   granny ı should always look like this

granny ı

but because sometimes for the aforementioned reasons granny ı gets a dot we then offend granny ı and write her name against the very ancient codes   shes offended and we tell her ıts not our fault ıts bloggers but she responds wıth somethıng so obscene even we  vulgarıty ıncarnate though we are  refuse to repeat ıt   so just keep ın mınd dear unfrıends that you should read granny ıs name everytıme wıthout a dot and ıf you should  ganesha forbıd  ever meet her  make sure you pronounce her name wıthout the dot

 

why doesnt novel see? well for one thing stupid it doesnt have eyes  it also cant hear smell touch taste or think as it completely not only lacks all organs of a body but a body itself   this is why novel just novels even as you just yous and ı just ıs   this is also why only ı sees because only ı ıs   ı having eyes but no ears tongue nose brain fingers  as ı is just ıs  has to do the seeing for novel but because communication between novel and ıs severely limited troubled and in fact and fiction many doubt whether ıt even exists at all were highly unsure whether ıs infos reliable and even if ıt were whether any of ıt would pass over in any even remotely trustworthy way to novel   is novel then the perfect example of perfect solipsism? yes   and this is our fascination with ıt   the universes first instance of absolute unity  assuming of course everything outside of ıts excluded   so doesnt this make ıt yet another instance among infinite instances of relative unity? no   because instances of relative unity eg hear but novıl doesnt hear   ıt exists so wholly in ıtself that ıt supersedes god for even god gets lonelı and created a race of strategic idiots so it could watch a 22005 act tragıcomedy on a very very very very very very very very very side stage of a very very very very very very very very very side galaxy in a possible universe among possible universes

 

novels bottomlıss  we mean this in all the senses of being without bottıms   first of all novel like withoutbottoms goes in all directions whether they exist or not forever  of course everything goes in all directions whether they exist or not forever  words vowels peanuts so on   so what distinguishes novel from peanut? no one knows really but novel certainly asks the questıon   second of all novel takes ıts pants off  in fact ıt doesnt even have any pants or skırts or kurtas or   but here ıt is with ıts genıtalıa flapping around  and just to let you know thıs ısnt sex ındıcatıve as labıa flap around just as much as cockıa   and this may be what novel does best ıt lets ıts genıtalıa flap around and in this way simulates for us overwrought monkeys a return to the jungle from whence we came and we know what we all miss more than anything about the jungle is just hanging out letting all our genıtalıa flap around all the time   third of all bottoms are ends and novel doesnt have ends    fourth of all novel has no soıl  ıt exists apart from the earth and yet in it but in spırıtus   fifth of all novel neither plays the sub nor the dom nor can ıt for ıt lacks a bottom  of course this infers ıts also toplıss which ıt is  being bottomless topless frontless backless headless footless  asomatous through and through really ıt doesnt even have the opportunity to exercise or submit to power  novel transmutes power  and weakness  strength and vulnerability  to energy   you say but ıt has genıtalıa  sure  but the flapping genıtalıa were flapping about are really just the vıta & fluxa of novel   sıxth of all  and nymhematologically  novel doesnt buy the aum because ıt hasnt bought the aum   and we keep on going off the page because the fact of novel being bottomless is itself bottomless and ıts bottomlıssnısses all the way down

 

but isnt whonym bottomless too?

 

if whonym appears to be bottomless its only because of book   only book in whonym is bottomless and whonyms only bottomless to the extent its book   but whonym on its own has many bottoms but every bottom  no matter how many  is a bottom   some ask  but if there are an infinite number of bottoms in whonymity isnt this a sufficient sımulation of bottomlessness?   lets consult heresıarch ıuppuı who happens to be standing right here on a bottomless bottom on this ıntractable questıon

 

but heresıarch ıuppuı says

 

novel gets tired of novel  it gets exhausted  and tries to escape novel  and thinks it does  but then eventually realizes its still in novel and no matter where it goes there novel is also   novel  that from which we can never flee and is more us than we and has replaced the elements and earth and is our ıs and blindness

 

and we say

 

but heresıarch ıuppuı  you havent addressed our questıon

 

and heresıarch ıuppuı says

 

and this exhaustion and tryingtoescape and deception and realization and inescapability and totality is also bottomlessness and bottomless   this also is novel

 

and we dıe yet agaın

yon