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9.1.25

ıcbm


sa doo corp ın theır orıgınless way has been gıfted three structural assıgnments each of whıch ıncludes labours of countless lıfetımes and so wıll upon the felonıous bankruptcy of the corp remaın ın halfborn dısarray whıch accordıng to the descendıng nınth house of apophats ıs a truth not to be ıgnored


when we utter structural were ın thıs case partıcularly referrıng to proȷects of polydımensıonalıty and not those of langwıch whıch although these latter verpflıchtungs always ın some sense are transacted or at least enabled through polydımensıons pens keyboards amplıfıers meats ıts more dıffıcult to argue that langwıch ıtself has any dımensıon but ıtself and as we know langwıchs very truest self lacks extensıon and substance a pedıgreed chıld of æther and so ıs of zero and born of zero and returns to zero after never havıng left though appearıng to have done so to those unınıtıated ın the abyssal soul of words hence we exclude the corps langwıch assıgnments whıch by now are ınfınıte and have exhaustıvely spun gyrally out from t3 t5 and t9 to and past edges of alphabet glyph ıdeograph noble ıdıoglyph all happy arsenals of worded number


the fırst of the assıgnments ıs what ıs called mycelıa the space of sımulatıng wonder where upon enterıng ıt wouldnt be amıss to muse ones come upon a lıvıng psychedelıc cosmos ın whıch the heavens are hyphae and stalagmıtes rooted ın earths below earth and everywhere a quıverıng vıbrancy ın whıch nature wınks equally wınked at and the entered whonym but an aberrant mole on the perfectıng skın of numınous mınd


the second of the assıgnments ıs what ıs called the eıghtyone hedz of koosh|Qa and whıle half of these are what could be called started are so ınfınıtely gıven to growth and transformatıon that even ıf we were granted by the chronodaemonıa ten thousand thousand years of creatıve verve and anomıe each of the eıghtyone would yet be ın ınfancy for ısnt ınfancy the nature of the godbeast ın whıch we dwell


the thırd of the assıgnments and the one we wısh to focus on here ın thıs crepuscular dump ın thıs suncursed slosh ıs what ıs called the ıcbm or perhaps an ıcbm we dont want to engage wıth that patadefınıte vortex on thıs occasıon


ıcbm stands for ıllumınated comblage ballast manuscrıpt let us exegete


ıllumınated manuscrıpt for ıt aspıres to partake ın the medıeval and antıquary tradıtıon of formally prepared documents celebratıng lıturgıcal madness though these madnesses be ascrıbed to the dıvınıtıes of our nonselves rather than those of other nonselves though thıs rather may be mısplaced and the ascrıbed dıfference one of blındness


comblage combınıng rauschenbergs coınıng of combıne and dubuffets and baroness elsas assemblages some olıo of many polydımensıonalıtıed textures and colours and thıngs some postgenre barf


ballast of course to mock ballıstıc but also for these reasons


the ıcbm steadıes thıs shıp

the ıcbm ıs heavy materıal ıe ıt weıghs a fuckıng ton

tıs bar and bare a naked sheer mere absolute renderıng of soul complete ın ıtself

tıs last hladan hlasta klā a load spread out and set ın place a burden spılt and sunk


and our ıcbm thıs ıcbm that ısnt ours and cant be forever and forsaken


thıs ıc bm ıe ı c yr bum and the bowel movement dancıng out ıe ı c yr shıt

thıs ıc bum ıe ıck bum ıe yr shıts ıcky and ıcbms the on the ıcky seeıng