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thisthat i that is (isnot) thatthis we (& not& notor or) they you it her him (notwe notit …)

turned to death like avocados

holding our painjoy loveblob like an ambivalently anticipated foetus

                  {so many negations}

i am not the iota and the zeta

i am an iota

                  {has this growing heap of maps made any difference?}

aside from common base animal survivalist functions which mindlessly tyrannically inform us our preservation is essential – though reason knows it isn’t and consciousness may suggest our annihilation is essential or at least more necessary than its perpetuation  – what of this species we’re cast into is worthy of continuance and can this worth (if it exists) be fostered without what has seemed to this point to be its inevitable violent and oppressive corollaries?

they go   she goes like nairobi giraffes in a tesla dream   you go to the destroyed wilderness to images of the dream and death

  world whose mute noise struts a random script

  words whose laughter hides a bloody game

  time that bit of celery stuck between some teeth

  offending doctors in a dream

but dreams (these horrors speaking grammars incompatible)

offend themselves in nests no bird would nest

what are the measures of a culture’s robustness and security?

and we (cards in shuffling decks) ourselves

seem unoffended by offense’s defense

he (but is it he?) goes too   we all with revolutionary crotches go   you go (and goes nature that woebegotten word) to dreams so old or new humans aren’t even missing

its choreography of the voices of the othervoiced?

so this is that and it is she or zeta’s death and mute the bird

or not (but who can tell?)

{science like a myth portends to tell}

{the merriment you hear is false  it is not genuine  it is empty}

that nutribullet’s waiting for me like an armistice

and visions like an outhouse being dug

the unmeasurable?

… continue in that way of uncontinuing unways of sadoo

almost anything was possible except of course the actual

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almost anything was possible

except of course the actual

 almost anything was possibal

except of course the actule

 almond many things were posse bulls

accept off course the acts (oh well)

 all monde money pings wore aussie bull

axe it quaff coarse free sax orwell

 awl monday monkey brings sore bossy pills

knack knicks doff horse see sex nor bell 

will one day gong for thee

            her relocation to paris was excruciating giving her a frightful memory of arriving in that grey inhumane sad city   she did not get along with her fellow students at the sorbonne – classes there were stupid antiquated abstract scandalously unsuited for lofty needs

aging   a mildly funny running longstanding joke that we humans – perhaps our chief distinction and most underused asset – have the capacity to advance subvert (this subversion of a subversion)  our (primary) task to tweak this gag that in the accumulations of time seems to permit fewer manoeuvrings requiring greater prosthetics to simulate expansions which (in their functional unrealities) engender our requirement – these imaginary adjustments in wits delirious machineries

a life – if allowed to flourish – is always unforgivable

 … taken by and large and with little change through the rhetorics of progress humanity hates humans of culture until they are dead

signs of the titanic sinking   inadequate materials preparation classism sexism greed disorganization …

                  extending with little effort to the boaty human artifice we presently bob in on unfathomable voids … unprepared disorganized fragmented -isms of every description greedy beyond all capacities clinging to any semblance of intelligence or wisdom blindly thrusting forward into alleys of icebergs we do not see so full we are of our own petty grandeur …

the centidog – surely the koreans or chinese (it must be them) should invent the ~100-legged dog if they haven’t already   close to the ground longfur nodiscernibleface (covered by hair) legs barely visible scurrying everywhere going nowhere a hybrid perfection of pethorror

1. there are the poor students of maps

1.    those who study in some manner of degree and definition better than poorly (or the poorly as so presented as poor in that above 1) so as to master those who study less   poor poor students

1.      and those others   given the task of garbage   about whom we should not speak

seeming a competent assemblyline worker in an iso approved facility in knowledges sad smiling industry

 let us enter together ,love, that glottalia of dreams

after marmaladé

after verlame

after more eau

after de che vanities

after our own wurst

after all subtle colour and nervous rhythm

after the faint mixed tints

what more is possible?

after us the savage god

and
which
tasks
remain
in
these
regulated
barbarisms
we
call
civilization?

·    trace in words tracings of gods evolutions

·       trekdetour around capitalisms freeways

·       record in language geometries of sensation

·       establish an informal school of interior archivists devoted to records and artefacts of invisible factories whose business is an aestheticization of movement

·       run and hide and run from societys savage packs until trapped

·       attempt to become a passable thespian on stages of myself

·       break into a crypt of god in our citys heart to perform obscure autopsies

·       codify curricula for nonexistent disciplines and faculties

·       actively belong to no group

·       translate darkness to darkness using keyboards of light

·       unite vulgarity and purity
·     reduce use of definite articles punctuation use singularities

·       forage for beauty in vast and growing human dumps

·       avoid convention trade assets integrity skill plans morality art knowledge virtue …

·       as mobility becomes stable demobilize   as stability becomes routinized desettle

·       master addiction to everything

·       nurture unalterable circumferences

·       feed human zoo

·       further guilds of anonymitys arts

·       invent landscapes (outer spaces ghettos inner spaces infinite funhouses mycelial networks ruins and phantasmagorical collapses babelian skies …) of glottalia

·       document uncommunicatings of communication

·       anonymize namings   deculture cultures of namings

copula cupola

here is a day

a day is a poem

a poem is a dream

a dream is a day

here are you

you are notyou

notyou is an i

an i is a question

here is death

death is a doubt

a doubt is a bird

a bird is a vision

there is a song

resembling a doubt

hiding in me

and i in a day

eimei nijūhasshūku

free me from science

not that i can believe stupid things

but so poetry can find a ground in me

free me from facts

not that i can misrepresent abuse

but so those fictions that guide life can be seen

free me from humans

not that i can live wholly apart

but so i can hear the stories of trees and clouds

free me from technology

not that i can ignore currency

but so i can remember nakedness

free me from time

not that i can escape death

but so i can feel creation