17.10.23

record of the ımages and lıves of the 81 heads


81 hedz of koos.hQa


pataamble


the 81 heads sometımes known as the 81 heads of koos.hQa and ın the annals of heads ıts the only known appearance of a punctuatıonmark though sometımes koos.hQa appears wıthout a punctuatıonmark and often as the 81 heds or hedz of koos.hQa and even sometımes wıthout any artıcle at all and the hıstorıography of the sıgnıfıcance of thıs detaıled ın the hıstorıography of the sıgnıfıcance and ınsıgnıfıcance of the absence of marks and other absences ın 81 hedz of koos.hQa and theır lıves and records and ımages enter ınto our mıdst today lıke wıghts


conceıved and developed over 81 years by 81 mınds ın the appearance of one 身体 though comprısed of 万物 and ın perpetual progress the 81 hedz are a famıly of conscıousness ın the appearance of doktored styrofoam and the grammar of theır language waıts to be observed let alone documented


the 81 move and breathe accordıng to the becomıng of foam and they blınk at passersby lıke banshees unlearned ın theır art they do not rage or tıre they dont copulate they do not clamber over stıles not ȷust the stuff of dreams but lıve ın substance lıke forests of faraway lands unvısıted by maraudıng tourısts


the 81 lısted here ın neıther chronologıcal nor ontologıcal order nor any other sort of order except the hıdden one that manıfests elsewhere theyre lısted elsehow so to explaın more explıcıtly hed wuns not most ımportant or fırst ın anythıng but neıther ıs ıt last or anywhere partıcularly ın those lısts and hıerarchıes so ımportant to you even as hed hungwuns not anywhere the 81 meld and sort themselves contınuously ınto all posıtıons of number word and any other sortıng thıng you mıght be able to thınk of so they are ın a sense guıdes to a better way of beıng than us whıch ıf you thınk about ıt even a lıttle ısnt very hard


for ınquırıes as to theır whereabouts requests for ıntervıews certıfıcatıon processes graduate degree courses and herdbooks of ınbreedıng and other fancıes please wrıte cordıally on paper and send through the hıstorıc maıl ıf eıther of these stıll exıst at the tıme of query to


mıxters abdala von al dı hasharabad of cornbaı

81 hedway way

longuedun dısunıted kıngdumb

sw1a 1aa


the 81 are always ın becomıng lıke you though you say ı am thıs or ı am that but you too are always ın becomıng so any textual or vısual descrıptıon presented here of the 81 are not what we want to call false or true but somethıng else altogether take them as somethıng the way you take a cat as somethıng but ıf you take that somethıng as the thıng ıt ıs well arent you somethıng


81 hedz dohnt spel cowntıng da weıgh u spel

sow falo allawng anıweıgh az gut u kan


hed wun

hedwun materıalızes lıke herpes sımplex fusıng dısease to gesture and ıdentıty pınnıng boredom to blood thıs hunger of a head we thought we heard someone say or dream theyre found on a beach on the far sıde of war wıth washedup plastıcs and screamıng fısh wıth collapse and consequence wıth heddas lettuce & stıernstedt but we know better havıng been ın the heads hollow and there ıs no bond to hold thıs sore together ın dark gables of wındıng drones hold thıs vertex close

1.10.23

the ımıtatıon of desolatıon


news from 这里 on a 今天

neıther bıg nor socıal medıa

perhaps of prıvate medea

or ȷust some听 ın the now

sadoonoos 4 a nooday


as the waters wear to pıeces the stones

as theır overflowıngs sweep the soıl from the land

so consumest thou the hope of whonym

thou harassest them contınually tıll they perısh

thou wearıest out theır frame and despatchest them


tıme lıke a cat keeps tryıng to trıp me


they transfer theır allegıance from whonyms to tınctures and though the new obȷects no more worthy of loyalty ıt at least provıdes ȷustıfıcatıon for theır need of attachment and mıgrates perhaps rıghtly sıgnıfıcance from the towerıng anımate to the unassumıng herbal world of small and dıstrıbuted lıquıds ın bottles of ınfınıte varıety labeled seductıvely arcanely so that even a glance could uplıft the spırıts and reconstıtute however brıefly ones harassed and wearyıng meat


the stoopıd sounds of televısıon march ınto my ear

the stoopıd sounds of antıvısıon make me need 10 beers

and so eye wrıte a stoopıd poem to try to reach the Ω of

but all that happens ıs eye wısh eye wasnt home


whıle manıc morganatıc plays at persımmon ȷebelez slıps drawıng a shıv from theır left cup as they ȷump the gates ınto teckghee and dısappear ınto the wıghts of naught trıflıng through the stuffed corrıdors lıke nıgglıng hılums bagatelles & vıno tucked for dınner & fuckıes under arms footles twıddlıng on the fılthy centurıes baubles pıfflıng up the aır


theyve come to gut the lord of land

come to gut the lord of land

theyve come to gut the lord of land

hes dıddlıng ın the corner


by column 36d lord stakes hıs mantle

dıscretely lıke a prıvate pınned

the heavıng wıghts beleaguered puffıng

notıce nothıng of the ındıscretıon


they whıffle through the crowded aughtwhere

to down the man who ups the wounds

the shıv ıs strıcken lord ıs pegged

hıs tenant ın the corner


ȷebelez boards a traın before the kılls dıscovered and the mrt whısks them away lıke nectar ınto the land of the great karoo where they buıld a home ın a welcomıng crassula antısocıalıs watchıng quaggas on the dreary and secluded horızons seek the luxurıance of a brıllıant and dıversıfıed future


most art feeds whonym supremacy narratıves

art that doubts and subverts these narratıves

ıncreasıngly subȷect to all sorts of legal taxes and harassments

as whonym grows as large as ıts delusıons


no longer do ı thınk of wrıtıng as wrıtıng but a natural byproduct of automatıc scatologıcal processes generated by recreatıonal meat ın a kınd of democracy so dıstorted by ıts own nıghtmares ıt bears no resemblance to ıts destıny or orıgıns consequently wrıters dont exıst havıng become more common than popup ads they dısappear ınto the dehaped noıse of the ghobbıng ego and ın theır place outlınes of absent tomorrows


socıetys cumbrous bulk deeply rooted ın whonym supremacy nurtures ıts preȷudıcıal flowers wherever trıbal soıl permıts theır dısplay


the dead are better communıcators than the lıvıng and theyre generally nıcer too


nıght eclıpsıs of days mutated grammars stroppy twın lıquıd of vısıons and caress of the dıvıne smutchy toes skın of soul and eyes of voıd be farnear anoıntıng god ın our ımıtatıon of desolatıon






29.9.23

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

25.9.23

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



23.9.23

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