To Rupture the Representational
rupturing representation is clearly a revolution in madness no one could want to win nor should <!-- /* Font Definitions mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1610612025 2 0 0 415 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Bahnschrift Condensed"; panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; BUT LEAD ME ONWARD mso-font-signature:-1610612025 2 0 0 415 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Bahnschrift SemiBold Condensed"; panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1610612025 2 0 0 415 0;} @font-face {font-family:Webdings; panose-1:5 3 1 2 1 5 9 6 7 3; mso-font-charset:2; {mso-style-unhide:no; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:8.0pt; margin-left:0in; line-height:107%; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Calibri",sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; mso-default-props:yes; font-family:"Calibri",sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; margin-bottom:8.0pt; line-height:107%;} @page WordSection1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1 {page:WordSection1;} --> I cognize neutered representations solely as a mental copy copy copy otherwise I’m as blind as an illiterate but worse b/c the black art oing sphere is a represenal ttation reand w/0 a represerpent ion a repuin inurport a tation a repir is pation a up erp Arp per tstuaerasion a ano rt a perpurplesation with a pe e pe ep a rep a repenaperpertra peripetia perperetrata a concuratta a tverizonal subterilizationiothe There is a false 'otherness' which is utopian. Only a complete half-cooked destruction of society would lay the groundwork for a better alternative. The complete destruction of representation is tragedy and harmonized cunnilingual signifiers going tip to tip mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;} @font-face {font-family:"OCR-A II"; panose-1:2 15 6 9 0 1 4 6 3 7; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:modern; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Bernard MT Condensed"; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Bodoni MT Poster Compressed"; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 17 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal the erotic is fatty tissues And it is studious and an animal carcass is me learning to die most efficiently and herein is the reward the persuasional is reading between the lines in morgue reports is the purpose of warring cognitions parachuting into the jungle of innate registrars and I don’t want to participate in the critique any more! r afrtThat’s my own sublation talking in the recipe the old flavor ossifying a trope to proudly wave around like a bone like a diz/2pwod IT'S THE FUTILITY WHEREIN WE WIN undercut powers oelif the concurrent patterns in elshold true vimte of an imposture so great we’re all at risk Affirmation of the status quo is a negation of the alternative, but is a positive reinforcement of the status quo. Negation of the status quo is an illusion, since the negation takes part in and is voiced from within the status quo.*/ @font-face {font-family:"Cambria Math"; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0;cosmic mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-536869121 1107305727 33554432 0 415 0;} @font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-469750017 -1073732485 9 0 511 0;} @font-face {font-family:"Arial Black"; panose-1:2 11 10 4 2 1 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1610612049 1073772795 0 0 159 0;} @font-face {font-family:Bahnschrift; panose-1:2 11 5 2 4 2 4 2 2 3; Ok, get lost!
IT’S A FUCKING SIMULATION, AFTER ALL.
I wanted to live in an alternate reality
neoclassical colonnades setting foot on Dodge Saturn tire tracks swept aside by Strauss snorting Dylithium crystals in the search for spock or the voyage home to see Cesare Borgia setting the phasers to stun-- ---IS THat really Pavarotti's hand in Dolly Parton's blouse--- the winds of change--- blowing--- castrati Uranus hands the reins over to Cronos with steady scissors- HOLD STILL A gargantuan MRS. pac man Knowing why the caged bird sings but not the blues Robert Johnson swishes Hydrogen Peroxide to assuage Maya Angelou crouches hesitantly with denture fixative on his knees Kissing the ground she walks on and on shaking hips like a belly dancer the pope grovels before skimming the yellow pages to hire out catered ambrosia for hedonistic benedictions the abbey of thelema smelling like teen spirit deodorized decay loves the scourge of flies that fuse themselves to the shotgun-pelleted wall wondering who will come next Salome Jackie O narcissistic Donatello's David's androgynous mouth-fucked finality though Caravaggio isn't Goliath but nonetheless I'm missing his head his marbles his pager# his bowler hatted appraisals of premodernist authenticity his blue light special price tags of parataxis his decals of bumpersticker tribulation take up the old rugged cross and cut Gorbechev off in rush hours of Ecclesiastical traffic hurrying desperately to recover the relationship and cancel the checks and love notes scribbled impetuously at the height of the Iran contra affair I LOVE YOU FIDEL CASTRO I love wading through the flora and fauna with you fumbling with the keys to the Paracelsus flophouse fawning over Mussorgsky's tumbling Night down the Hairpiece of Bald Mountain with rye ergot and Dick Cheney growing out of our soiled buried bodies reaping the harvest of Eleusinian mysteries and going backward knowing full well what we'll do when we get there doing what thou wilt with the lush overgrowth pruning the luscious deadness of passionate put-ons pretending to not see spiritless matter bouncing along the tarmac at two hundred miles per hour NOOOOOO ! ! !!! !!!!!!!!! !!! not Buddy Holly Richie Valens the Big Bopper and two thousand hits of Ecstasy Stretching the sinews of truth of steroid wrestling superstar Presidential hopefulness fizzling in calorie-counted polls calculating the popularity of a one-time try-it-out once-in-a-lifetime BE=bopped biological disaster REsurrection after resurrection of Marilyn Monroe promised but never received foaming out of the corner of RFK's mouth reputations saved and clipped and glued selectively THAT'S NOT THE SAME LASSIE and you can't tell me otherwise and that's DICk VAN DYKE and not CHarlie cHaplin or Robert Downey Jr being pulled from the pitfalls and pratfalls of vulgar Aristophanes ED WOOD and John Waters and just where the fuck do you think you are in General Hospital requesting a X-ray chest examination of Sigourney Weaver the thing that lives in her carbon dated a flower the goddamned Rosicrucians again Arriving at the scene just in time to overdose WRONG WAY to the WRONG ERA the meter's still running wait here Burroughs is busy shooting up in the bathroom…
Revel in the bogus delusions.
“A r t m u st de lu sio n a l! R e v el in t he all t h e bo gus de lu s i on s . “
the patient can’t hide behind shared understanding is it shared is it induced can’t hide
can’t hide
if they are reintegrating
the dissolute
hauntings or mainstream hallucinations
or the
collages of denigrations
and
aspersions cast into behavioral patterns
"Art must delusional! Revel in the all the bogus delusions."
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the best dia gnosis die agnosis must stress to the patient there’s no known methodology to transfigure the ills of the social body the illusory cohesion of objects isn’t represented here
JUST PLAYING PRETEND JUST HAVING FUN
the illusory cohesion of objects isn’t represented here [or here]
Object status is an honorable designation to flagflagelatteflagellate the patient
“Art must delusional! Revel in the all the bogus delusions.”
to diagnose the illness of the self is to interpret similar incidental behavioral patterns
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who again is the patient
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no, the patient must be a figure, a unit, a singularity, even it if it’s a
a wreckage
no one no one knows no one i express no aftermath no wreckage not a scream i express no causes no beginnings it’s not a mouth: it’s not a valve it couldn’t speak i can’t expresss the end it doesn’t look like a mouth, but as its stretching so far, end to end, it’s disintegrating no one
no one knows
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Figure is momentarily amended with cylinders and six-fingered handguns. So tired of this shit. Figure quickly shoots me in the back of the head. Multiple heads. Front to back. Bullets take turns. speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued and Figure dissolving elsewhere in a different Figure.Easier to penetrate and come back later, penetrating deeper next time, going a little further, before stepping aside for a turn. speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued and Figure dissolving elsewhere in a different Figure.“so tired of this shit.” What a coincidence!
Bullets run down the inner thigh like sperm. speaking Figure purged and Figure expurgated, speaking Figure invaded and Figure corrupted, speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued. Counting them. 357 million. Their ballistic motility is 357 feet per second. Released in batches. Nervously secreting a .357 magnum. speaking Figure purged and Figure expurgated, speaking Figure invaded and Figure corrupted, speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued
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Erection declines normally once a mass shooting concludes.
The open circular
Figuratively Speaking
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Figuratively Speaking
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My job is to farm imitation blood, farming imitation blood in the darkest hour. The neighboring farm had rows of clomiphene citrate, ginned on wartime fervor. Take one for the team, the leader cajoles an empty room during the broadcast. Population decline is a serious treat, or large-scale suicide threat, depending on my drug of choice.
Figuratively Speaking
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Ensconced in an armchair, armchair critiquing/valorizing the decline of Western civilization, a sperm daub that makes its way down the inner thigh and pools on to the seat of the black vinyl.
“Don’t end your life with a preposition.” – A billboard twenty miles long spells out this injunction FIGURE made up of my family, thousands of long-lost fathers and cousins fifty times removed, all of them smiling knowingly,, speaking Figure purged and Figure expurgatedNothing stops , speaking Figure purged and Figure expurgatedthem from simultaneously turning to look down towards me, except the glue that holds them to the sign pulls their skin. Their skin, stringy like melty cheese, stretches effortlessly. Some sloughs off. , speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued and Figure dissolving elsewhere in a different Figure.I have a handful. I ate most of my arm before the rotted beams snapped and the whole structure fell on me.
Multiple heads over time should just be one head at a time, if time is thoughtful, if time is assembled correctly and the toluene dried. Time is not on my side, however. Figure quickly shoots me in the back of the head.
Multiple heads.
Fuck time. Figure excerpted, speaking Figure purged and Figure expurgated, speaking Figure invaded and Figure corrupted, speaking Figure disrupted and Figure continued and Figure dissolving elsewhere in a different Figure.
People from the future are stupid. They must know what happened. Look around, people. I’m the wasted future, a continent-sized fossil effigy of everything compacted together, circling a gaping wound in the ground and giggling while going down the drain of immateriality. The future unrolled, the prophesies backfired and didn’t come true, so I’m the lone Figure standing here reconstructing a total disaster for posterity’s sake because time is a dumb shit tourist that forgot its camera. Take a picture, asshole, it will last longer, sure, but unlike time, I will never end.
No one else…
no one else has seen jaws eating jaws catching in the inaudible teeth as they are unzipped incessantly chewing taken aback by a missing quotient moving with a nd a gainst g ravity the logarithms decry the loss it's just paranoia an eviscerated mess structurally unsound parallelogram shifts the past crevices of footprints out of context and it spoils the radiation poisoning turning them white time no one else has seen subtly melting away the metallic taste of blood is relative blood relatives their nascent fruit moving in the musty attic insulation pink and quadrupling in weeks was it self defense no one else has seen lifelike stillness that creeps across the surface of the colorless waters only knowing jaundiced yellow streetlight it’s spoiled fruit no one else has seen so much that has to be eaten who’s eating better to touch the campfire burning off poisoned blood who’s burning with and against a transient sense in the tenebrous blue it could be blood entering the lineage that's controlling the phases of the moon the metallic taste of blood no one else has seen pulling the burnt skin off of the roof of the mouth who's mouth still struggling to chew that last morsel no one else has seen the air as it thickens or the ashes buried unseen what happens to all the prayers and apologies when they can't pull apart conscience
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