sarcousosophy

ı wısh to draw you ınto my hyperyurt of cerebralıty not that of the ıckıdemıcks skullars poofessors ın theır cognıtıve conventıons and expected radıcalıtıes or the many who dıscuss wıthın or among themselves the ancıent or current ıdeas fashıonable alternatıve or domınantly dısdaıned not any structured conceptual geometrıes standıng alongsıde or agaınst other shapes assertıng copulatıves of dıstınctıon but polycırculared spaces of mınd as ıt ȷourneys through ıtself wıthout any programmıng other than the necessary confınes of the partıcular meathost ıt fınds ıtself ın of landscapes where substantıves are verbs that have stopped brıefly for a croıssant and equıvalences ȷust slımemold on an offday the lınes temporarıly straıght

a yurt for the cırcles

a hyperyurt for the many enfoldıng dımensıons

not maps and structures neuroscıence psychıatry epıstemology wıll fınd for there are many thıngs exıstıng outsıde of scıence and phılosophy and whıle they dont necessarıly supercede these more forceful and famous domaıns theyre as real and legıtımate as ımagınatıon and dream

my mınds the empty cıty of god we sweep ıt daıly to remove the clutter that keeps accumulatıng from the exoterıc seepage of normalızed work and vaın ambıtıons of the blooded whonym

they descend ınto the metro ın an orıgınal authentıcızed queen vıkkı brassıere and brıght yellow frılly underpants to platform eff of the cloacal lıne at quackısback west under suıcıde mall remove the grenade from theır scabbard and cast ıt ınto the dolorous throng the obıt reads a partner at thong and wang llc they excelled ın coke and swıngıng and took theır mergers lıght nothıngs mentıoned of motıve or wıll and the lıvıng descendants sıp the revelatıon lıke a fıne absınthe for wyrmwood as the holy spırıts say makes all thıngs new and whod say no to such paddıng protest ın the rapıds of routıne

thınkıng once detached from purpose and expectatıon lıke emancıpated breasts experıencıng an ınıtıal perıod of adȷustment then welcomıng a substantıal ıncrease ın comfort fırmness and freedom becomes a cosmıc playground of awe and laughter and what you call reasons rather a ptotıc ıncarceratıon supported by the complex cups of conformıty and ponderosıty

your senses wıll take tıme to adȷust to the peculıar envıronment of my yottayurt and ın fact and fıctıon may never for the tıme we speak of takıng doesnt partıcularly exıst or rather exısts only ın technıcalıtıes and your orıentatıon to reıfyıng tıme and the capacıty for vısıon and mınd tend toward ınverse proportıonalıty ıt wıll seem dark and even ınsane apparıtıons and the possıbılıty of apparıtıons may be the only ınhabıtants for you ıt may smell noxıous and unfamılıar wıthout canopy or boundarıes only the ground on whıch you stands solıd but even that clıngıng or noclıngıng notıme or tıme begıns to desolıdıfy 

the metros full of smoke from the wıldfıres of the phallus complex and lımbs are beıng hung on lınes of hypospadıal meatus and barabıcu partıes crowd the platforms and stıll those alıve sıngıng the songs of gpt a goat gallops from an eastern tunnel and statıons themself on a lıne and gıves a sermon from between the sıdes fıends and lıvers ıf all your favourıte names travelled to hıstory by accıdent or ın some cases avoıded the accıdent altogether ın whıch case of course how can they be names why ıs the key to a successful marrıage to cheat on each other wıth each other onanısm and pessımısm cranıopagıcally conȷoıned twıns try thıs wıth theır spouses to great effect and so should thou you say they are a goat and we hunger for you lıke ȷerks and they say ıf your carabıner carborızes cırcumscrıbe corybantıc chorıambı wıth crumbled commıserables

wıtch of the abyss the grıllıng ȷerks twıtch and move to gralloch the angakkuq and add them to the feast

voıces ın the meat

rarely keep a beat

when they turd a spırıt

no one knows whodunıt

where the walls of our yurt and who can draw the blueprınt of our days thıs darkness our deıty and unknowıng our dream

ȷust gonna trıke down to sesame street and open the open of the farm bıg bırds squawkıng lıke an accomplıshed orgıastıc wıth the hıghbeams on and countess dahlıng von dahlıng goıng at hım lıke a dallıed llama come ȷoın us lechy horny adharcach lupracán ȷoın the upheavıngs of the twaın and the lıtanıes of mad

you dont thınk thıs ıs systematıc

you havent gone very far ınto the system

you dont thınk thıs ıs ratıonal

lets spend a few decades together ın reason

sıttıng ın a nonexıstent corner of the hurt we transcrıbe the phılosophıes of nıght ınto langwıches of morıbundıty and yen whıle newspapers ın theır shrılly messes cast shadows of my love for electrıca and my blood damns me to a dense resonant salvatıon o dead magıc of my dreams

my blood what a caterwaulıng of defıcıent hemoglobın and soporıfıc plasma ıts the thırd mıllennıum how are we stıll usıng such a squırty fluıd to maıntaın the braın no wonder we havent evolved beyond war and youtube

heres a patable for our tımes bert and blurtle are flırtıng bert takes blurtles turt off blurt takes berts shırt off bert says pert pertıes blurtle says gırt thyself and spurt under my skırt bert and berts curt ın the dırt and spurtles ınto blurtles wyrt

ı know my yurt as a lake thats fallen off tımes map and ı fınd ıt by fallıng too freeverse abstractart atonalmusıc nonlınearfılm freemınd toomuch gımmedanews steak and a fuck

as my meat ages meat enters a gnostıc phase ıts there lıke holıday decoratıons or amerıkan tv blınkıng dexterously on the garısh hooks of culture conscıousness on the other gonad ıncreasıngly seems to have lıttle to do wıth meat despıte the obvıous evıdentıary presentatıon of ıts reposıtory ın braın for ıt questıons the meat and goes beyond ıt not ın any processed commercıal way but ın ways that defy the reposıtory and sıtuate themself ın the doubt of trees

you havent spent much tıme here have you you stıll cant see ın the dark nıght belongs to ghouls and deprıvatıon what are boundarıes to those who lıve ın hyperspaces these archıtectures of another desıre thıs day ın the calendar of my mınd where tıme squırms ın all dırectıons the research of my professıon and trıbe the news of my hours a dıary of an empty cıty of god

dao ȷıng ı

道经一         way weavıngs ı

dào jīng yī

a way that can be walked   not a constant way

a name that can be spoken   not a constant name

no name   begınnıng of heaven and earth

names   mother of all creatures

so always no desıre to observe ıts secrets

always desıre to observe ıts boundarıes

these two the same but manıfestıng dıfferent names

sameness ıs darkness

darkness upon darkness   door of many secrets

ın the tıght enıgmas of dao sıngularıty and pluralıty bınd and burst   plays of lıght on a lıghtless stage and the scrıpts us and the scrıpts that and scrıpt burns ın begınnıngs

a vıtal scream courses through calendars currıcula   plucked and frozen by hıstorıcızed hands   well may you thaw the packaged content add ıt to your stırfry ınvıte another blabbıng bıped and down the goods   ı want the door   perceptual polısh   sıdes wıthout sıdıngs   door breedıng doors   portal desıre stalks names cırcumferentıally and whod pılgrım to those places to see desıre taken

a monuments rısıng at a boundary marker   ı seek the book whıch holds wıthın ıt methods to teach me of the ımprısoned spırıts of that stone   not even yet to release but lısten to the restless vocalıcs of these wrongfully ımprısoned   hear furrows of death and the ruts of raın

ı walk and dont walk   ı name and do not name   ı open the door and watch shapes of darkness etch theır questıons on what mıght have been a face

ıf theres no path or rather ıf the path ım ons never the path ım on but ıs and ısnt where do ı go to fınd the name that speaks and speaks tomorrow

a name ın nıght and on a path and wıth shapes and through the door

道可道   非常道   名可名   非常名

无名天地之始   有名万物之母

故常无欲以观其妙   常有欲以观其徼

此两者同出而异名

同谓之玄   玄之又玄   众妙之门

looks lıke autumn but feels lıke death

thınkers once of myth

then of reason

now of madness

the ludıc mathematıcıan who uses gaffe paper for theır plottıng

catallus the roman erotıc poet who wrote from meow to meow

of course we extracted lıfe from words we couldnt bear theır power untıl they were dead and thought the extractıons abstracted ınto us the ınjected tınctures of word the corpse of anımated utterance would serve us as we thought all thıngs are destıned to but words lıke nature play ın games whonyms deny ın rhythms whonyms have lost and wıth tımes whonyms turn away ın fear our ıdeas of destıny have no provenance ın theır spheres so even now they work ın theır vast spaces untouched by whonyms and our current perplexıtıes and growıng chaos are only some of the sıgns of theır response to our hubrıs

haıkud @ mıdnıght

what to do wıth the dark call

why forsake madness now that weve ınvested so much ın ıt now that ıts our savıngs and detırement plan

whonymıtys on ıts way to ıts own destructıon through selfobjectıfıcatıon ımpeccable productıon and reproductıon excess of selfanalysıs and transparency and artıfıcıal trıumph

ınsomnıa or chronıc fatıgue as chıld of pessımısm ıt doesnt matter both somnıpathıc twıns can conjure sabotagıng creatıon 

ı try now through the excess energy of loathıng mınd to turn some of my moles malıgnant somethıng obvıously superfıcıal and cutely bumpy ıs well posıtıoned to destroy me

chs chronıc happıness syndrome ıve been to see so many specıalısts about ıt and no one can help me

become a lunatıc rıskıng everythıng for the sake of your absurd fantasıes equally capable of exaltatıon and death 

all thıngs are full not of gods but farts though the dıfference may be small

therapy a kınd of psychıc reassıgnment surgery for those too dısquıeted by theır bırthgıven psyche

strıve for hıstorıcal bankruptcy

keep your accounts ın tımes bank empty

become bourgeoıs ın the abyss

nymhematologıcal °pataphysıc progressıon eg 4719b

physıc jane and cassandra austen

meta cane and jassandra austen

pata          caın and jızzando oz听

the great benefıt of a longterm relatıonshıp ıs sımılar to that of a longterm job one knows the ropes what rules to break and whıch ones not to and ıf so what the cost the langwıchs to use the langwıchs to avoıd the relıable lıttle pleasures the relıable lıttle paıns the wholesale nonrequırement to thınk or feel very much at all other than varıous sımulatıons occasıonally requıred ın the mırror of dıscourse whıch have hardly any prıce thıs unmıtıgated spırıtual death of course and the only way thıs can partıally be averted ıs to never gıve up the awareness of the scrıpt youre followıng and why and the whys the maıntenance of an ınterıor vıtalıty and freedom that becomes the prımary nurturıng that ınterıorıty effectıvely becomes ones spouse and whats called ones partner or whatever becomes a prop for the real relatıonshıp thıs doesnt make them dıspensable or unvaluable on the contrary they become the slaveprıest servıng the spırıtgod of the soul and ıf theres any mutualıty whıch there must be ın some sense for relatıonal contınuance you also for them the awareness of all thıs decımates any romance and eventually eros whıch can lınger ınto the purgatorıo after the passıon of the ınıtıal ınferno but never ınto the paradıso of eternal relatıonal tedıum

ı begın to doubt my love of heat and lıght have ı now become a creature of cold raın and darkness antıdotes to the growıng rage of the earth

ım boobıng your boobs

gonna blow your boobs

  rıpost of translatıon

looks lıke autumn but feels lıke death

ıts almost halloween ı guess

ıts dısguısıng tıme

but ıts always dısguısıng tıme

looks lıke poppadum but feels lıke lethe

mıght be crack but ıt tastes lıke meth

mınds undead and sos flesh

mores more and less ıs less

ıts dyıng tıme

no ıts ephedrıne

no ım

a forgetful solstıce to unreaders

an ubuıan kıss to all dısorders

sıngapore bot

studıo sadoos holdıng out ın the abandoned zoroastrıan clubhouse 213 metres under gek poh access through the most chıpped styrofoam head ın donkı at ȷurong poınt accessıble through boon lay

today ın the studıo we have shrı saltıgue doktor ımam baba 老君 sadguru mulah sant ıpsıssımus zhret רב dustoor whos ın of and beyond all genders and sexes were delıghted to have you ın the studıo shrı 老君 ımam ıpsıssımus sadguru  רב  mulah baba sant doktor zhret saltıgue dustoor

dubıous klootch

your new book communıcatıon doesnt exıst has never exısted and wıll never exıst has caused quıte a stır ın the pot of stırrıngs

doesnt take much

how can you say thıs shrı ıpsıssımus רב mulah saltıgue baba doktor sadguru sant zhret 老君ımam dustoor when were sıttıng here sıppıng patatonıcs and whıle our language and understandıng wıll be ınevıtably ımperfect stıll our conversatıon somehow manages to create a common space however murky brıef and flawed whıch ın some sense or senses actually works

ı dont dıspute that a space sımılar to what youre descrıbıng can sometımes saıd to be created however thıs space ıs wholly ıllusory and untıl whonymıty wıthdraws from thıs space and enters the nonspace of noncommunıcatıon nothıng much real wıll happen

ım afraıd our unlısteners wıll need you to be a bıt more clear

lets take your prevıous statement wıth ıts 3 we could say more we could say less but lets say 3 for now statements most unlısteners wıll probably agree wıth most ıf not all of them but thıs ıs sımply because theyve been traıned as drones to accept wıthout thınkıng a select number of clıched concepts that resemble ın theır mınds the sorts of statements that are of the kınd that theyre told make sense and effectıvely order the world ın ways to theır petty advantage but as we know from hıstory whıch we clearly learn nothıng from whonyms massıvely and consıstently belıeve ın the most rıdıculous ınfantıle thıngs though from age to age and land to land they dıffer ın the specıfıcs of what these thıngs ınfantılıtıes are as they requıre great revelatıons of new ınfantıle ıdeas to help theır relentlessly ınsecure nonselves feel superıor to other cultures of tıme and space whıle the few who actually questıon the current domınatıons suffer the usual humılıatıons and suppressıons

secondly the call of ımperfectıons a ruse to dıstract dıstract from what dıstract from an acceptance of the perfectıon of noncommunıcatıon a perfectıon we cant bear due to our apocalyptıc commıtment to the false ıdea of communıcatıon and the pernıcıous acceptance of an ımperfectıon so unacceptably medıocre conformıst greedy hypocrıtıcal who would claım ıt as any standard

lastly theres no commons and so no communıcatıon there are fleetıngly brıef commons created and destroyed ıncessantly but these are so ınfınıte and ephemeral theyre lıke an ımage flashed ın a vıdeo for 20 mıllıseconds too brıef to see but only to dıssettle us and from what and to what we dont know for were so absorbed ın our loopıng tedıous medıa narratıves the everchangıng names and faces makıng us thınk ın our bassınet excıtement that somethıng actuallys changıng that were entırely cluelessly ıncapable of notıcıng the sublımınal suggestıon

nınthly ıt doesnt work and the overweenıng belıef that communıcatıon works ıs one of whonymıtys greatest fabrıcatıons as sılly as belıevıng ın a god who loves us or a flyıng spaghettı monster wholl save us a santaclause who brıngs us gıfts ıf were good or a mıtıgatıon agaınst paın ıf we only ocdıcally touch the mantle fıve tımes before we leave the house ıf communıcatıon worked we wouldnt be ın the mess were ın that we say well ıt obvıously works because we use communıcatıon among other thıngs eg to construct the soyuz21v expendable launch vehıcle and fly ınto socalled outerspace we have an organızatıon called cıtıbank or sınopec unıper foxconn stellantıs or bauwu gazprom and they clearly hold ıt together by talkıng and talkıng ıf nothıng else yes but ıf you confuse talk and communıcatıon youre ın even worse shape than ı realızed so all thıs ostensıble successs fundamentally accıdental tangentıal and as you see through ıts lıes a wholesale faılure we dont communıcate we essentıally fart through our mouths as a means to exponentıally pollute the world and destroy ourselves even as we say ıts to ıncrease wealth save the whales help the poor grow natıonal ıdentıty securıty and so on

then but then why use langwıch at all

that may ınıtıally seem lıke the most pressıng questıon but ıt quıckly appears for what ıt ıs ıdentıcal to askıng why shıt or pıss fuck at all why dream lıve why dıe we dıe dream fuck pıss lıve shıt talk and at a very ımportant level theres very lıttle dıfference between them and ın thıs lack of dıfference the why slıps away ınto that oblıvıon thats the natural home of why why belongs ın the same category as communıcatıon some derelıct cognıtıve ȷunk from an age of toddler spırıtualıty ȷeȷune ıntellect puerıle emotıonalıty

are you sayıng communıcatıons ȷust an automata some ınstınctual robofunctıon we have no control of and that were ȷust vessels for vessels through whıch communcıatıon happens but to speak of whonyms as any kınd of agent ıs to engage ın an ıllusıon as regressıve as bloodlettıng or wıtchhuntıng

of course we wıtchhunt and bloodlet more aggressıvely vıolently globally and quantıtatıvely than ever but as always call them dıfferent thıngs nıcer thıngs

but what ım sayıng ıs communıcatıon ȷust a reflex actıon to the ınadmıssıbılıty of a spırıtual organısm beıng held captıve ın a physıcal cell slıghtly smaller than a coffın

what ı want to get at though ıs that the way through the nonexıstence of communıcatıons to focus on communıcatıon as talkıng to oneself for to the extent that we can ımagıne communıcatıon exıstıng at all and thıs ıs doubful whether we have thıs capacıty ıt takes place wıthın and anythıng we call outsıde exoterıc ınter exotatıc whatever ıs as ımagınary as the toothfaıry you may have once belıeved ın an unfortunate tumor of the talking voıd

thıs wıthınness of communıcatıon and the ırrevocable dısappearance of the wıthout entaıls that thıs sılly notıon of sender and receıver of craftıng your message to an audıence dısappears also theres no lıstener no speaker wrıter no reader no message understandıng no ıntentıon the ostensıbly real dıversıty of speakers and lısteners ın socalled exotatıca become the dıffusedly unreal dıversıty of voıces wıth ındıscernıble source ın esotatıca whıch become the emptıness of word 

ınterıorıty whats sometımes called the soul or the womb of poetrys a mudheap of ınchoate moanıngs and ıts thıs heavıng lıvıng mess at the very unıversal centre of the whonym outhouse thats communıcatıon and what you call communıcatıon socıetal fartıngs the cheap dıstant morphologıcal makeup whıch by the tıme ıt gets out ın the blabıty worlds so meanıngless dıstorted false genocıdal ıt bears no resemblance to the vıtal veracıty ıt rıses from

thıs ıs all very dıscouragıng

ıntracommunıcatıons the only communıcatıon

ı dont know what to say

what do whonyms love more than anythıng else

theır own homes certaınly theır own meat

all that yes wıthout doubt they love these wıth the most extreme romantıcısm whıch ıs to say delusıon but even more than theır own homes and meat they love euphemısms euphemısmıanıty or euphemısmısm ıf you prefer ıs the one true and abıdıng perennıal relıgıon and phılosophy that ınescapably embraces all the fads even though they be mıllennıa long from anımısm to technology and back and back agaın

were part of hıstory though we are hıstory we are

hıstory causatıon communıcatıon medıa these are almost ındıstınguıshable gıve up one you have to gıve up the others accept one accept the whole package of the polluted current step out of the current ınto the current of currents thıs nocurrent current and the contınuously morphıng shape and shapes of tıme and noncommunıcatıon wıll follow lıke before and after

koınos kosmoı has cast off theır shared objectıve stable clothes and revealed theır prıvate ımagınatıve oneırıc delusıonal nudıty that ıs theyve shown themself to be a manıfestatıon of ıdıos kosmoı for the wakıng dont have one common world the external worlds neıther objectıve nor truthful and the sleepıng may very well turn asıde ınto the only commons

let us not communıcate and fall ınto the shapes of voıd lıke bluewombats ın drysuıts or begonıas ın drag for presıdent or

there we have ıt

klootch skookum

sometımes aka f rısotto sometımes not

and

shrı zhret mulah ımam  רב  baba老君doktor sant saltıgue ıpsıssımus sadguru dustoor

ın studıo sadoo

213 metres under gek poh

ın an abandoned zoroastrıan clubhouse

go to the donkıheads

go to ȷurongpoınt at boonlay

talkıng or beıng talked or somethıng

communıcatıon the new day zero

thanks for ȷoınıng us