a human in a wheelchair crossing a street
gets hit by a car
next
scene :
human in wheelchair is in a wheelchair … gets
hit by a car
this
continues indefinitely until the human’s dwarfed by mobility prosthetics
apply islam’s naming convention of cities
(allahabad, mohammadabad) to legacy christian cities :
old
name new name
new york jesusabad
london christabad
paris maryabad
moscow godabad
the people are necessary to show the idea of
eternity
gods, you who
gave the soul senses to perceive the soul
begin a children’s story like this,
continuing …
mixter dickspittle and mixter clitspittle,
lickspittles of spittleville, lived spritely …
include it in the grade 3 curriculum
in a barstucks in a privileged geriatric
neighbourhood
grabbing an americano to make it through an
unwanted afternoon
the old dood in front of me – i only call him
old because he sounds old, in the way many young sound old – says when asked by
the 12-year-old barista his name is bruce. i say my name is krishna. she asks
me to spell it. j – o – o – d i say.
she writes something down and says to me – your
drink will be down there bruce. i say thanks
bruce.
it’s a
bruce-all-around afternoon
the 190cm 90kg allmeat black dood at the
dispensary who checks my id laughs at my honky name. i blush the colour of a
cheap coffin and say i’m changing it to jaylen
we have flight, urban, robotics, ergonomics,
weather, finance, disaster, biomechanic, sales & production simulations,
but shouldn’t we – considering its centrality to all things human – have
developed by now a death simulator we can enter?
but
it was developed long before us! – ayahuasca – this molecular
exploratory death simulation device
the transference of language from human
atmospheres to its substrates. so silence is only a name for placing of human language
in the context of language – humans then becoming quiet in comparison
banisteriopsis caapi instructions for facing
plant void to void –
s it
up
o pen
your eyes
b reathe
o pen
your hands
a1 give
clichés as presents to those who require clichés
wrap up lies for those who love lies
a2 never
do i hate myself so much as when i hate myself
a3 it’s
only the thought of carrying i mind carrying through security
