Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts

30.6.19

sega’s saga cinnabon saag



sadoo what have we been thinking about today

there is no today

yeah yeah what have we been thinking about

there is no we

i notice a recently opened .pdf of the scum manifesto on your desktop

there is no thinking

and a copy of industrial society and its future

the bombard heftiness residue in its palotin-merdre 2019 issue featuring can heftiness and even bombard survive distributed intelligence? contains an article on circumferential intelligence and its radical challenge that includes this chart –

mandate
scum manifesto
industrial society
overthrow
the government
the (technological) system
[government will consequently fall]
eliminate
the money system
the (technological) system
[the money system will consequently dismantle]
institute
complete automation
[it is precisely complete automation that must be destroyed]
destroy
the male sex
the (technological) system [gender is inconsequential, a distraction from the core mandate of destroying the (technological) system]

regardless of whether one follows scum or industrial this would entail a substantial remissioning of the bhr wouldn’t it

undoubtedly

what are you doing sadoo

picking my anus and flicking nanoturds at the unreaders

ooh add some to my count chocula please

these two texts – insufficiently compared in the professional comparing classes – are certainly bound and so one by their radicality and violence

but their violence is different

both authors attempted to kill people and industrial succeeds but the hoi polloi’s response to the two violences differs

it objects more to industrial

yes and no. that industrial’s violence claims a rational base disturbs the hoi polloi. scum’s easier to dismiss for them as she’s ostensibly more nuts and – as you know – her text goes so far as to cross certain lines facilitating the thought that it’s a parody

industrial was also a mathematical prodigy and professor

and the hp are trained to automatically respect such inconsequentialities

why not read instead the what in comparison at least may seem like a more balanced analysis, the social anarchists for example

these two radical texts do something others don’t. and can’t. they in a sense balance the accepted and pervasive insanity of our present world with a (commonly) unacceptable and recessive transgressive insanity – manifest in dominant society only through dreams, entertainment, art – and so distanced and ‘safe’ – and the private hells of individuals, which while ubiquitous are hidden

in other words, the imbalance of our present world demands their balancing imbalance

while they superficially and perhaps more substantively disagree they both are fundamentally oriented toward a massive intractable wholesale dissatisfaction with existing society and can see no way through but its pervasive and painful destruction

it’s true though industrial lacks a certain sense of humour that scum – intentionally or not – achieves

it’s important to remember that humour to the natural comedian isn’t humour

what is it

that’s a question only a natural comedian can answer

but indications are …

indications are humour to the natural comedian is what news or facts or expert opinion are to the hoi polloi

you mean – if i may say it – truth

if you must. root erupts through the hard sidewalk of society like an indifferent mushroom and spores what it spores. that root to the comedian is called humour by the hoi polloi but root to the hoi polloi is called sidewalk by the comedian … well … what of it

wait a minute, aren’t you quoting a future issue of the bhr

décervelage-clinamen 2027

how …

there is no today

16.4.19

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 149774cc  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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