sesame street should
teach the alphabet –
Larsen A
Larsen B
Larsen C
…
liarzen x
losing why?
lozenge zzzzzzzzzzz
DON’T
MAKE IT TO Z julia screams
in a rare intelligent street conversation
about everything i mention that osman spare calls freud and jung fraud and junk
a
stranger replies but spare got them mixed
up – freud was about the junk
an obsession is a meditation
to confuse
an obsession with any particularity
is like eating a potato but not its skin
if the plumb pudding was in danger in 1805
where is it now?
vice cofounder sham snit eh? says are my politics democrat or republican? i
think both are horrific. and it doesn’t matter anyway. money runs amerika,
money runs everything
sadoos perform their anarchist
function
by not being run
snit eh? also says i came to amerika from canada because canada is stultifyingly boring
and incredibly hypocritical
i used to try to please the normals. now i
realize they can only be pleased through normalcy … or by turning
abnormalcy into a commodity – for commodities are a keystone of the arch of normalcy (aren't those familiar retail chains of thought comforting)
every new batch of fluffballs drove him
to a
dither of vicarious maternity
infrequently watching newscasts gives the overwhelming
impression that the entire human species is imbecilic – not just the
newscasters but everyone watching. topics are dealt with as if the audience's a kindergarten class. (no. the average kindergarten student is brighter)
getting better at costumes. before they were
unidentifiable (meritorious – as most costumes are, even when wonderfully done,
tediously identifiable) and incoherent (meritorious – like a street babbler,
which has more merit than the average street talker but less than that craved captivating repartee)
now they’re
becoming unidentifiable and coherent –
this nexus of sensible irrationality in sartorial form
doctor of internal medicine explaining what
she does – i specialize in everything you
can’t see
sadoo diaper
– so do i
why am i not read?
is
it not because i am too realistic
i’m
guilty of excessive realism
realism
so real it cuts out all the shit you think is real but isn’t (then projecting your insanities on me)
i am textual flesh – translating the sensation of movement in the city to
words
psychedelics are illegal not because a loving government is concerned
that you may jump out of a third story window. psychedelics are illegal because
they dissolve opinion structures and culturally laid down models of behavior
and information processing. they open you up to the possibility that everything
you know is wrong
this was a very nice neighbourhood
until the
monkeys got out of control
exilesandwich
