Unspectacular

from the moment i picked up your book until i laid it down i was convulsed with laughter some day i intend reading it but until then i must warn you your appetite for stupefying diction ingenious syntax over-rehearsed verbal dexterity for beauty ecstasy sugar philosophy mathematical and poetic metaphysical pepper and cucumbers is a mere box-office attraction for those well fed and decked out in the latest fashions whose abnormal need for representation compensates for being at the margins of a shattered existence of a social hallucination sighing like oppressed creatures hiding in isolation and separation forced to eek out a living complaining of being atomised and manipulated recorded edited montaged projected viewed interpreted humanity has never posed problems it could not solve even the bluntest word the bluntest letter is still more good-natured still more honest than silence turn the television off impose conditions upon the world this is no time to draft poetic agendas rather execute them hang them from lamp posts scribble over attempts to produce works of art so dangerously entertaining audiences expire in a state of catatonic bliss and dream as silent as a mirror is believed realities plunge in silence by the never-ending succession of paltry contests from competitive sports to elections unable to distinguish bach from wagner mooing away in churches synagogues temples mosques cooing over prayers perverting and destroying whole dismal existences acting in accordance with the will of an arbitrarily imagined abstraction self-emancipation in our time is emancipation from the material bases of an inverted truth this historic mission to establish truth in the world cannot be carried out until individuals are directly bound to universal history beneath the mask she must be pretty she must be ugly spectators do not find what they desire they desire what they find dread is an alien power don't die before you die tear yourself away at the boundary where the boundary ceases to be a boundary and becomes a passage each new lie of the advertising industry implicitly acknowledges the one before nothing's in the least like what it seems several million other things all temporal breaks happen now spitting soft diamonds backs arching like rainbows observing the pacifying effects of electric shocks applied to the skulls of pigs awaiting processing in a slaughterhouse everything has always already been said but you think otherwise all that was necessary to enlighten you has already happened and if nothing else happens this is because nothing of what might happen would add to the truth of your situation throw off the dead past and absorb the underground of your own being the waterfall the pyramid the sloping dune that which is within us all a present yet eternal energy a sameness an aloneness a dignity so crushingly remote that only a god may rival nothing is true everything is permitted let the dead bury the dead no turning back no reconciliation like lost children we live our unfinished adventures bringing fuel to the fire beautiful moments when assaults against the world set in motion agitators disseminating ideas society cannot stomach wages determined by fierce struggles between capitalists and workers raise your glass to the invisible insurrection demolished and greened out retracted like a stoned iris contemplating jazz staggering illuminated moustached manifesto vomiting black and red curses jailed without trial inventing lightning intoxications spontaneous addictions erotic asylums nauseating laughter annihilating gaze tight-roped manners hideous conversations between masters and slaves twenty-four frames per second odourless rectangular false consciousness indissoluble epilogue pathological spectacles petrified neon visions nostalgias of another life unattainable desires oscillating bureaucrats thieves vagabonds retracted like a stoned iris dreaming boiled eggs clandestine encounters each victory a poor victory nothing is yet said mother died today she must have been bored living with you thought i should let you know gloomy and silent staring at the coffin recognized the distinguished gentlemen in the crowd drinking another glass of wine the dog wants to urinate without heroic pretensions agreeing to die for the truth feeling rather ill we mustn't argue with him his revolution is the logical consequence of a metaphysical rebellion paid for by suicides executions prisons madness privileged values of the ruling classes the reasons he went there are obscure lit up with indignation delicious agitation hoodlums playing cards everyday concerns assume a certain independence sentenced to life imprisonment disclosing a nameless world revealed by the nocturnal language of lovers smells of sweat sperm blood solemn agonies hankering for danger scraps of information newspapers reporting unimportant gestures destinies strong handsome policemen benevolent whores profitable operations excrement religious charm walking on tiptoe quivering with fatigue it's a souvenir a triumphant smile always naked inviting laughter belly aching guffaws satirical qualities without justification a sudden disintegration a retrospective fear the time of life is short if we live we live to tread on kings shoot the damn president stack him on the mantelpiece alone drooping dangling straddling an enormous prick reflecting on gross domestic products wretched tourists complaining of the heat men and women naked and alive as knives and forks turbulent young bourgeois wanting to wreck culture because it represents their papa everywhere the pattern is the same volatile theses enduringly provocative amid social upheavals whole generations moulded to its laws nothing is true everything is permitted rest assured your new mattress will provide you many years of sweet dreams recapitulated trajectories a general falsification of society fragile excess of desolation undirected proletariat deliberate intentions of doing harm everything else seems naive uncourageous resistance to the facile everything clashes with everything absence of artifice first drumbeats of autumn on earth naked beneath a veil of living colours sidewalk cafes where the tables are brilliant with glasses of pink grenadine green mint brown aperitifs red wine brown beer repetitive grammars abstract delusions day of liberation appended bibliography rises to his feet clears his throat and stupidly utters two poems from page three nothing this foam virgin verse denoting only the cup thus far away drowns a troop of sirens many reversed we sail o my diverse friends i by now on the poop you the dashing prow that sunders the surge of winters and thunders a lovely growl prevails in me without fear of the pitch to offer upright this toast solitude star rock-coast to that no matter which worth the white concern of our sail from page ninety-nine all the soul summarized when slowly we exhale smoke-rings that arise and other rings annul attests some cigar burning shrewdly if all the ash drop off its clear kiss of fire thus the singing choir does it fly to your lips exclude if you begin the real which is cheap its too sharp sense rubs thin your vague literature meanwhile five atrophied senses yanked to red alert by terrorist graffiti mushrooming in your obscene suburb pornography squeal the authorities take a big antiseptic bath we are at a dead end in our investigations but anxious to record everything to touch the smooth slab of thigh antique stained clear lacquered solid pine ripe for adventure hitched up evening dresses heavy ambiguous as mercury elaborate baroque moans biting cerebral coat-hangers asphyxiating unaroused hippocampus throbbing artillery nuclear-free contraband syphilis exchanges technicolor stockings gargling mosquitoes contagious desert explanations endless simulacra clenched and unclenched muscles she dumps her suitor and her travels begin impossible to distinguish goods from commodities from inept clitoridectomies galvanized sewage systems objective visceral migraines unilluminating horoscopes a revolutionary toothbrush hits the market bulls and bears screaming oil prices howling impressionist paintings dripping with arab semen loading and unloading ships of european lavatory paper stained with false promises of liberty equality brotherhood a tormenting lassitude depressing bars dives flop-houses america goes scaffolding towards the moon can no longer remember her face very well orbiting motorways cathedral hemistiches crumbling marble statues of greek gods chewing gum sighing improbable centuries a nameless anguish pin-striped chutzpah erotic snowballing solitude reservoirs of cartoon whores legs spread across rivers giving birth to dancing hammers piled up explanations sick to death trying not to laugh mouths thirsty for kisses mad phantoms shuddering in blasts of sin o subterranean king take pity on our pain o death old captain it is time weigh anchor the road was but myself toward myself and your arrival but myself at my own door i am your equal o king o horizon o boundless night o eternal book of dreams as silent as a mirror is believed realities plunge in silence by with compressed lips seeking the sun in vain a centre radiating universal stupidity ignorance is on the increase propaganda has no limits secret agents playing chess with revolutionaries not knowing exactly how many rhymes each word has incapable of expressing any idea whatsoever groans overflow the hospitals hungry pigeons perched on the roof shitting on passing heads i love you i no longer love you he loves another woman she loves another man he loves another man she loves another woman necrophilia bestiality scopophilia a name for everything if a proposition is not necessary it is meaningless an inarticulate snarl treatment is symptomatic floating shadows of the past present future nothing is yet said superfluous plots pandemonium of new year's eve rancid smell of desolation dilapidated buildings intoxicating irresistible indifferences translated into an orgy of rectangular silence carefully selected celebrated garbage indefatigable vulgarity debauch money-making armies of mere representation embroidered fragrances frolicking everywhere capricious sugar-coated nausea zen lunacy respite from universal struggles class antagonisms clogged hearts vast canvas of languid glances burping manifestos menstrual pleasures lost threads abandoned needles compass pointing east monsoon straitjackets incomprehensible scrawlings bullet-ridden phallus an opium refracted dream of a hallucinating lunatic starved imprisoned fearful with mystic signs in a hotel dungeon at the perimeter of the grey metropolis perhaps he has some secrets for changing life an antidote to the abnormal need for representation a razor blade to slice the eyeball or perhaps merely an inverted subject-predicate mystification smuggling in the empirical world in underhand fashion a spectral objectivity an eternal category substituted for the historically concrete a strange thing abounding in metaphysical subtleties and theological certainties money the god of commodities randomly searched for found stolen discovered the general substance of survival the social product of all a mere abstraction a mere external accidental thing a means to satisfaction as an isolated individual classified pigeon-holed carrying social power and bonds with society in one's pocket constantly revolutionizing the instruments of production capital accumulated until it becomes image the commodity contemplates itself in a world of its own making discard the mystical shell save the rational kernel abandon the machinery of the social order rejoice in the company of others and the philosophy of action when all become legislators the state shall disappear humanity has never posed problems it could not solve it was not the regular sowing of grain that brought nomadism to a halt but vice versa it was the conditions developing out of nomad life which forced regular cultivation know thyself human nature is the totality of historically determined social relations the mania for prestige concrete manifestations incidental fluctuations the material preconditions already exist change can be produced either because a situation of well-being is threatened by the selfish egotism of an opposed group or because malaise has become intolerable and one cannot see in the old society any force which is capable of mitigating it the negation of the negation demanding the impossible history does not repeat itself either as tragedy or farce but it rhymes the most beautiful of all doubts is when the downtrodden and despondent raise their heads and stop believing in the strength of their oppressors the main enemy is within and possesses all the means necessary to falsify the whole of production and perception and is the absolute master of memories just as it is the unfettered master of plans which will shape the most distant future what is necessary is to subvert and resist afterwards we will see what comes however desperate the situation and circumstances do not despair when there is everything to fear be unafraid when surrounded by dangers fear none of them when without resources depend on resourcefulness when surprised take the enemy itself by surprise if you've got to shit shit if you've got to fart fart don't hold things down in your bowels ocean pollution and the destruction of equatorial forests threaten oxygen renewal the earth's ozone layer is menaced by industrial growth nuclear radiation accumulates irreversibly ignoble bourgeois democracies initiate assassinations genocides nuclear catastrophes world smashed to smithereens senseless carnage of war billion strong global proletariat ejected from the formal economy living in slums and ghettoes lacking class consciousness a dialectical struggle between being and nothingness the street becomes chief locus of politics and worldwide insurrections authorities impose curfews conduct beatings issue death warrants secret agents play chess with revolutionaries a silence of madness schizophrenic capital leaps across borders a spectre is haunting the global hegemony the negation of the negation new left fists joining the struggle a universal intifada a nomadic vanguard on the move smuggled identities wearing wigs and make up carrying fake documents deceiving deadly capitalist gangster computer gods neoliberal frankenstein controllers brainwashing oligarchic symphonies every thought sends forth one toss of the dice the echoes of history never cease to resonate random dissonant amalgams of sound storms hurricanes avalanches cascades the ideas of the ruling class are in every epoch the ruling ideas the ideal expression of the dominant material relationships but the existence of revolutionary ideas in a particular period presupposes the existence of a revolutionary class when the proletariat proclaims the dissolution of the existing social order it does no more than disclose the secret of its own existence for it is the effective dissolution of that order a material force ironing out glaring contradictions an expression of the revolutionary process itself meanwhile hearts and kidneys of genetically engineered piglets transplanted into necks abdomens and chests of monkeys and baboons captured from the wild and injected and force-fed massive doses of immune-suppressing drugs in vain attempts to prevent the alien organs from being rejected ladies and gentlemen the results are truly appalling american fighter pilots dropping cluster bombs chalked with the names of dead manhattan firefighters on the ruins of kabul and on baghdad everything that proceeds from unreason is untrustworthy if x then y therefore z secret agents playing chess with revolutionaries could it be only the madman is really calm his false conceptions about himself about what he is and what he ought to be the phantoms of his brain the chimeras the ideas the dogmas the imaginary beings getting out of hand he revolts against the rule of thoughts taking up a critical attitude to knock them out of his head thus existing reality collapses and awakened antagonisms systematic outbursts of desperation bowing to spontaneity his fate finally falls into his own hands sounding the call to go forward declaring war on every manifestation of tyranny wages are determined by the fierce struggle between capitalist and worker the capitalist inevitably wins the capitalist can live longer without the worker than the worker without the capitalist combination among capitalists is habitual and effective while combination among workers is often forbidden and has painful consequences he wears an expression as if he had been whipped spat upon mocked and nailed as if he had been asked to irrigate the desert by himself in return for munitions moscow received spanish gold he confined himself to abstractions to banalities and never answered concrete political questions dialectic materialism is not of course an eternal and immutable philosophy to think otherwise is to contradict the spirit of the dialectic further development of scientific thought will undoubtedly create a more profound doctrine into which dialectic materialism will enter merely as structural material however there is no basis for expecting that this philosophic revolution will be accomplished under the decaying bourgeois regime without mentioning the fact that a marx is not born every year or every decade the life-and-death task of the proletariat now consists not in interpreting the world anew but in remaking it from top to bottom in the next epoch we can expect great revolutionists of action but hardly a new marx...

dying soldier lying in a trench on a west bank suburb gross domestic product shooting up hijacked oil revenues hundreds of miles into the desert; dying soldier clinging on to reshuffled necessities dislodged in brain labyrinth a parallel secretary filing memories since embryonic carnival began; panicking DNA skateboarding along enlightenment playground dreaming of montaged fellatio sequence a tapestry of ripe adventures and menstrual pleasures; atrophied senses yanked to red alert black and white universe glimpses penultimate exit strategies horoscoped air-conditioned desires antidote to imprisoned molecular purgatory fabricated hallucination massaged into cerebral cortex's clay tablet deciphered by machine angels excavating diamond tunnels through serene eyeballs eternally unborn unmanifested loading ships of mass produced memories plastic relics; society's antennae forecasting nerve cell apocalypse dopamine withdrawal symptoms tattooed with false consciousness radiating indifferent smiles magnetic diseased hieroglyphs drunk on integral paths; electronic zombie nucleus mimes dying soldier's urine stained testament swimming towards vending machine; ineffable syringed landscape dripping unholy alchemical marriage of condensed spiral maggots stencilled on to applauding wardrobe of neurotransmitters destination unregulated orgasm puking mute semen stockmarket crashes; monarchic satellites catwalk slimy proverbs inhaling industrial fumes catalysing carnivorous nostril cartoons splicing zen lunacy inked gravity parliamentary vagabonds inflammable patterns of hungry celebrity electrons swearing degenerate manifestos hammering fascist metabolic jigsaws graffitied inside dying soldier's skull... alef lam mim... at the vitamin hotel on red light boulevard hosting a conference on biological weapons for peace and solidarity an undercover acidfreak police spy sips an elegant cocktail with a world banker discussing tariffs and subsidies reciting well known facts endured by east african cotton farmers suffering hellish trade agreements mesmerising ideological rhetoric erected for lopsided profits another cocktail sir undercover barman solemnly pours a drink loaded with mescalin... a glamourous patron slides a hand down the back of an unknown actress hired for her looks to sell poisonous cigars to wealthy cocks due for assassination; she glances at the patron and offers him a cigar... toxicology reports black molecules bent on revenge cause of death lung failure found dead in room 314 champagne bottle empty at his side... outside the hotel a bohemian mystic reading tourist's palms predicts birth of twins on the day of a lunar eclipse and feigns interest in madam's previous miscarriages accepting local currency only and offering hope for the future... sun rises in the west... groaning cacaphony of mental anguish; prophecy fulfilled; narrative breakdown; hordes of unbeleivers re-connect to dream machine; hidden imam constructs laboratory experiment; planet earth is an angel; post-mortem realities silent mischief shaven head blank implacable eyes microscopic genital failure mutant data re-describing incubated agendas punctuated revised definitions solitary confined avenues hypermodern biodegradable dada womb skin inhaling ruthless cellular variables objective visceral migraines subjective illusions prompting sisyphean retinal addictions aortic apertifs flowing metropolitan velocities hidden overdoses cradling bubonic pirates engineering hostile climates recycling curtains of despair breast feeding propaganda wiring genetically encrypted gallery sculptures to violent naked chimpanzees with pig's hearts coughing nuclear warheads on weeping automatons sleep deprived total war casualties; brutal kisses decapitating alimentary canal surrendered anus prisoner of unrivalled didactic penis cult flowering battling cadavers rotating army units of demonic orchestras dripping contrived vagina fragrance remote controlled zombies fucking decadent angels trapped in cloned dystopias outside a mortgaged universe televising foetal apparitions; dancing monks egoless transcendant communicating telepathic wavelengths laughing tragic epics immortally resigned to ephemeral circuits of multiple infinities fashioned to solitary existence; scars of fat tissue groping muscular chromosomes of invisible infidels exchanging fluids in anonymous booths unplugged sighs of orgasmic pleasures whispered efficiently symbolic discourses leaking violent caricatures of sexual appetites; stamens and pistils in androgynous flower plucked from a flying mountain worshipped by ancient sorcerers dedicated to silent contemplation sombre reflections reconciling two minds beckoning intent tapping into energetic fragments supernatural willpower guts of steel uncontaminated paradigms mother eating sons drinking own breast milk self-sufficient regeneration and reptilian metamorphosis azure blue sky cadmium yellow sun spitting light on camouflaged eggs abandoned by blind lizard dreaming of tadpole existence... meanwhile secluded islamic caliphate castrates homosexual desires slicing thieving glares upon hairless young men providing heavily taxed android dolls to fulfill homoerotic fantasies... arab men appeal for access to universal human rights. secular virus denied. they continue to fuck in secret... alef lam mim... marxist machine recodes capitalist gangster gods dissolving money melting means and needs triggering self-emancipation spitting soft diamonds backs arching like rainbows observing pacifying effects of electric shocks applied to skulls of pigs awaiting processing in a slaughterhouse centipedes shopping for data in polysexual nerve cells crucified at embryo factory emotional content filtered to capture residue of divine mystery scanned on to global brain in vat dreaming nirvana intoxication; puny frozen humans stored in underground pyramid asylums erotic impulses channeled through pulmonary circuits testing resurrection coefficients via archaic techniques of ecstasy zero gravity controlled epilepsy; disillusioned respiratory acceleration drumming existential caterpillar through fragmented geological memory hole bypassing trash sensors magnifying primordial gene soup suffocating dismal birthday of time travelling prophet molecule dark centrifugal road to nowhere green pioneers revealing eternal haemorrhage looping embedded prayers to et cetera mirage of squashed ladybird contemplating regenerated catholic synapse bleached synaesthetic tennis bunker melting communist traffic and self-reflexive crystal diarrhoea equation dreaming of false transit to paradise... arrive. on. fast forward. hazy epilogue suffering los angeles vertigo... alien cowboy aims pistol at djinn recording machine photographing selected works of human catastrophes; non-stop cannon fodder lacking vital death gene continue to revolt against opus dei reprogramming evangelical drains using simulated hyperreal vampire protocol; handcuffed protoplasm liberating unemployed mutant junk cell summoning mescalin molecules to mademoiselle's eschatology parlour chronicling endangered narratives ill discourses befuddled incestuous spermatic cord diaries; eyelashed planet blinking in and out of existence in a mortgaged universe hijacked by dead fried egg microscopes hunting new frontiers unexplored regions autobiographical junctions remote controlled silence; ground state groupthink alerting underground pyramid asylums of foreign apocalyptic drilling machines migrating towards ancient carambola tree symbolic decoy concealing immortality project; SE asia on red lert; monks against the war unzip angelic secrets to next generation cloning mountainous virgin embryo on to cultural discharge zone; horseshoe hospital admits dying leprechaun pregnant with grotesque sandstorm democracy for emergency class A tibetan treatment; alcoholic liver cells supplied with holographic DMT molecules developed from a denim corpse; fragile network of veins televising maternal cousin collapsing on bed delirious torso writhing in ecstasy analysing soft blonde thighs questioningly fingers skidding razored pleasure organ tyrannical hard drive gurgling ecletic jazz constipated dragons smoking contraband cigarettes pimp assassins trimming parliament lawns centipede crawls out of anus harvesting marble antelopes shuddering grunts of satisfaction irreligious uterus designing perilous adventures for secular sailors drowning in retinal ceremony siphoned landscape cruising abandoned flop-houses measuring grams of love/hate plastered on cliffhanging motherboard vital juices navigating perverse scenarios carved dry with repetition nomadic rituals reshelving sub-atomic alphabet traversing whirlwind quiz shows sheparding fascist romances unplugging terrorist graffiti dissolving mind and matter stretching decadent word salad across epidermal mosque layer palaces of revolutionary justice whipped across faces bleeding objective catholic sins migrating crows flapping debts of catatonic bliss electric jellyfish punctuating digital chromosomes with good thoughts good words good deeds unsurfaced panorama of sleeping partners kite flying orgy tangled fluids vaccinated desires giving birth to new paradigms of human relations wildly alert to new formations unskilled regimes slang utopias extragalactic archetypes unholy alliances voyaging inwards vanishing in and out of existence replenishing desert observations green islands of mystic fruit exploding revelations divinely manufactured to simulate nerve cell apocalypse yawning orgasms little deaths to reawaken the senses... panic stations built inside the retina's scrolling balustrades inviting light to dance with darkness; unnecessary opera delights a crowd of acid technojunkies silently meditating new potentials... rampaging cathode DNA dance magnetic plasma gene dub swirling dervishly in semi-coloned sleepless universe rhythms soaked in zero gravity mutating anode embryos devising comic liturgies mapped to chemical data merchants trading hostile metaphors pregnant with dismantled nightmares saturated in pointless evil... reincarnated hard drive spins transgressive bandaged memories leaking under friendly fire fictional murders by the river seine... half-dressed castrated corpse endowed with radiant visage accused of raping and torturing moth-eaten cadaver bent on revenge... castrated corpse's ghostly apparition calculates forgiveness lasting seven days and seven nights thereafter eternal damnation... the walk that never ends... prison festivals... meditate. dance. meditate. dance. meditate. dance. meditate... esme man chi ast?... unregulated conjugations fusing somatic visions delinquent word virus suprasensory modem pulses interplanetary dictionary agents collecting entire vocabularies of languages yet to be spoken humming claustrophobic mantras welcoming new breeds of intelligence masked deities; uniformed battalions catapulting mood shifting satellite data injecting trojan warhols on to the web stream fighting against children with black hands hacking venereal laughter emancipating visionary death threats anti-capital orphans disrupting official dialogues spinning fractal colloquialisms subverting global network dream controllers slumming from one city to the next hooked on anarchic meltdown scratching liquid narratives flinging magic missiles invisible bullets shamanic sneezing re-mixed murder protocols trading false passports to aid angelic guerilla spies hiding incognito amongst brainwashed automatons architects of the past present and future re-writing ontological histories hacking into the armageddon equation substituting conflict variables with perfumed manifestos chaotic topologies smiling tortoises and vegetable propaganda; men and women on hands and knees praying incessantly to avoid the unavoidable... unlikely police chase diverting eyes to re-emerged tokyo satsuma cult hiding inside heroin molecules hell bent on monopolizing logical pathways re-routing spliced aura deaths unpacking shifting subtracting multiple androgynous pornographic frequencies hijacking soft dada engines threatening to swallow frozen civilizations transmitting jaded collapsed spiral apocalyptic avenues advertising bullish if then statements saddling exquisite horizons of alien armies trekking across emerald mountains; screaming grammarians colluding with borderless narcotic departments hunting down indo-iranian mescalin apostrophe strain wreaking havoc inside refugee algorithms re-scripting feedback loops electronic eavesdropping spreading pixelated algolagnia milky diaspora trailing grotesque hordes of memory holes in resurrection factories magnifying maternal bacterial landscapes scanning violent replicating forces an exodus of tired angels animating contrived anti-narratives inside polluted bourgeois brains wrestling handsome acid vagabonds unplugged benevolent nomadic whores plunging koala treaties hammering screwing drilling nirvana manifestos projected on gran turismo subway walls built by secret chiefs... famines plagues wars deaths vacant stare black marks on a page; contractors informers halogen clowns pan zoom tilt fade dissolve hot wife slipstreams executing current event loop ecstasy and dread rabbit hole density code freak entropic wave function collapses golden ghost constraint dark energy fluctuating subtle bodies floating towards green islands arbitrary occultation... visionary jissom mixed with european blood and excrement glued to satellite tv; artist-scientist antenna of human race reprograms lethal texts as aging chat show host reads hacked autocue causing audience to expire in catatonic bliss; outside, a government controlled street riot measures reactions to a reptilian star maker's pyramid conspiracy architect of total control hypnotized workforce dancing slaves to bureaucratic mischief; clandestine diaspora cult migrating virus pinching opponents with relentless acts of prostitutional sex and humiliation the very origin of the whole system attacked paused to meditate on relentless acts of ink blood dirt semen scorpions hanging upside down on unbuttoned breasts spread thighs stretched muscles aching for sex; hospitalized spies drafting mutant manifestos...

in the desolate suburbs of one’s mind you intend to astonish me with a new mimesis vague recollections of hermitic fragments mortgaged and castrated meditating on mystic signs screened on the throats of dead hostages burdened with being at the wrong place at the wrong time innocent tourists kidnapped drugged slaughtered like lambs and fed to the masses the sleeping proletariat as a symbolic gesture of defiance and resistance condensed laughter belly aching guffaws a tribute to communist spies hiding in metropolitan cafes playing eclectic jazz legs pressed against nonchalant waiter bent over a table of actors admiring the sweating nostrils of a man with a pistol threatening to shoot himself unless his deceased wife is brought back to life... to whom it may concern a dying aristrocrat organises an improvised exile for a circus clown turned bank robber trampled on treaded on elbowed out of business by professional syndicates armed to the teeth collaborating with politicians bankers priests soldiers policemen doctors central vein of corruption leading to a homeless vagabond chasing ducks in a park observed by a pedestrian smoking a pipe speaking on a public telephone to the host of a global conference on telepathic penguins aiding neoliberal capitalists to maximise profits explore new markets and colonize imaginations... endless... utopian precinct smells of red roses and filthy corporate perfumes imported by mistake by a drunk bureaucrat slicing his wrists with a razor blade in a moment of madness bruised by a pathetic comment viciously uttered by traitors booing and hissing... history ruled by laws conditioned by individual cowardice... absent bored coldly smiling completely absorbed in futile ceremonies leaving no room for conjecture... celebrity demon wearing a wig conjuring dark clouds over a beautiful city torn to pieces by fascist yawns lullabies bandaged icons of modern ideologies painted on exploding fists a veritable coup d'etat... you think i am insane but i tell you i am just a mirror to your mind... invisible fortress on a green island in white waters chasing electromagnetic dreams drumming dripping molten naked memories ejaculating visceral illusions contemporary masks euphoric paths to eternally depressing social realities... small networks of resistance stealing terrain hijacking happiness out of pure war carving pockets of emptiness molecular transitions to repetitive labyrinths contrived scenarios gymnastic justice a temporary sanctuary of chaos whores wired to parallel rhythms inside organic brands of commodity fetishism where tragedy ends and comedy begins... hideous conversations. bland applause. no explanation... revolution at the gates... hilarious conversations. silence. A = B = C... calculated mutations which serve all the more strongly to confirm the validity of the system... producers of shoddy epics meticulously calculate the exact point to which the leading lady's hemline shall be raised... a constant reproduction of the same thing... amusement under late capitalism is the prolongation of work... it is sought after as an escape from the mechanized work process and to recruit strength in order to be able to cope with it again... no independent thinking must be expected from the audience: the product prescribes every reaction... insofar as cartoons do any more than accustom the senses to the new tempo they hammer into every brain the old lesson that continuous friction the breaking down of all individual resistance is the condition of life in this society... homer simpson in the cartoons and the unfortunate in real life get their thrashing so that the audience can learn to take their own punishment... dwelling in inauthenticity reducing lives to a string of clichés breaking our days down into a series of poses chosen more or less unconsciously from the range of dominant stereotypes... institutionalized insanity masquerading as order... the spectacularization of resistance celebrates an idea of "party as protest" thereby repeatedly mobilising the same constituency without appealing beyond a narrow sub-cultural ghetto... disruption of the frozen patterns of sensory perception is a prerequisite for any revolutionary reorganisation of everyday life... art is the dialectical antithesis of instrumental rationality whose task is to cast a negative, but redemptive-revolutionary light upon a reified world... pleasure often means not to think about anything... although capitalism cannot dispense with a developed banking system, it essentially depends on the production of surplus-value through the exploitation of wage-labour... the tendency to understand capitalism not as a social relation but as a thing as money as banks as markets as transnational corporations as financial institutions can be called reification - literally, turning a phenomenon into a thing - and to become obsessed with the thing rather than the relation can be called fetishisation... the defining capitalist social relation is the relation between capital and labour... it is wage-labour which is the life-blood of capitalism... capitalism depends on wage-labour for its existence... if the working population didn’t have to sell themselves for money each day, if they could produce for their daily needs, who would want to work for a capitalist or for the state?... but it is the capitalists who own the means of production... this is the way the capital-labour relation reproduces itself, continually forcing people to work for a wage... the capital-labour relation is the relation between classes and it is this relation which must be abolished if capitalism is to be dismantled...

two shaved head men in identical white underpants sat in the centre of on an empty black stage except for a rectangular bed to the left marked on the floor with a piece of white chalk and an upturned metal bucket to the right. both men sat relaxed legs crossed heads down arms on legs hands on head. first man bares a fascist swastika tattoo on his chest second man is merely semi-naked... as audience sits down first man urges audience to hurry up to come along that it’s only a short performance that they may miss the end. once audience is settled the first man stands up facing the audience and asks several times “how will it end?”, second man remains sitting... first man starts doing press ups. on the thirty seventh the second man looks across gets up and mockingly mimes doing vigourous press ups. first man collapses on the thirty seventh and asks if there is any mail today. second man checks in the bucket and shakes his head. “get to work” orders the first man. second man takes a piece of white chalk from the bucket and begins to draw a large swastika at the centre of the stage. the first man folds his arms and watches. when the second man is finished the first man inspects the symbol closely. he compares it to the tattoo on his chest and shakes his head “no good. again.” the second man draws another one. the first man looks at it comparing the symbol to his chest and shakes his head “again”. the second man takes his time on another area of the stage whilst the first man takes a rest on the bed. when the second man is finished he throws the piece of chalk into the bucket. the sound wakes up the first man who gets up and inspects the first instead of the third swastika drawn “very good. very good. veerrrry goood. but the day is not over yet. again.” the first man sits on the bucket. the second man this time draws a large dollar sign instead of a swastika. when finished he goes to bed. the first man looks at the dollar sign and compares it to his tattoo. he walks around the dollar sign looking at it at different angles comparing it to his tattoo. after much time deliberating the first man shakes his head and at some point when the second man feels the urge he wakes up and offers to shake the first man’s hand. the first man declines and wields him down on to the floor for a gruesome arm wrestle. it doesn’t matter how long the arm wrestle lasts, it is at the actors’ dual discretion, who wins is of no consequence. eventually both collapse to the floor holding hands and remain on the floor until the entire audience leaves...

post-gender atomised society dreaming daily apocalypses... television whispers subversive messages hidden in the recesses of audience’s minds longing for freedom... drumming hashish monkeys trading nirvana codes to splendid citizens green bags of wisdom unveiling perfumed masks... exquisite whore sown to black sheeps... here she comes... dancing... over-organized hysteria... she cultivates an ignorance of political and military events because they do not matter, steered instead towards true leaders and visionaries and not machine politics, no politics at all, but democracy within one’s immediate orbit... an authentic aphrodisiac replying evil does not exist... european existential despair filters across the landscape into tibet... inspired monk puffs his cheeks and blows it back... an american president intervenes by bombing tibet to smithereens... side-splitting laughter in the pentagon as pigeons shit on the whitehouse... deliriously emancipated... mind and matter are one... continual oscillation between extremes... gross caricatures... lost for words... a collection of riff-raff like me and you bleary eyed flea-bitten chilled to the bone... a prayer about social vengeance... don't be a cunt... crowded churches on horseback for two months... going out to the woods after school to feel up the boys and girls... a vast and universal mockery... all alone with two million stark raving heroic madmen... a horrible mistake... nothing but flame and noise... killed on reconnaisance... overcome by an enormous urge to vomit... cursed a dozen times as cowards and filthy laggards... what a crook what a slob what a traitor... outside a lousy coffee shop in holborn waiting for something to happen staring at high heels and briefcases leaving the station lighting up a cigarette zoom in on a kid reading a japanese comic filled with post-apocalyptic science fiction orgies... tracing footsteps down oxford street taking a leak down an alley rejoining fellow automatons inhaling intoxicating car fumes stepping on false teeth left by the curb... tongue-tied flexible wings... inviolable... the effect of heroin is to remove all physical urgency from the thought of sex... wildly hot excrement... monotone visions... perennial flow of vital energy...

kenji siratori: the sleep of the sun that the image of dark road is regenerated to the mother's womb of the fly imprisons the zero gravity that is the virgin of the embryo who soaked in the drug and the chromosome of tokage of the earth that rotates comes flying on the interlude in the night without the struggle. brain freezes:::the blackhole wears and attached:::in the corner of the retina where goes across the cadaver before the eye////battle of the cell unit body outside certain internal organ of the pain that break down the smile of the pierrot-hunting. your fingertip shines and grasp the that lung:::your cadaver without being seen the image of the fall that was unwound vital regenerates:::on the brain cell that you were dismantled the orgasm_parasitic////crazy zero=kisses the over there of the eyes of the virus=truth that the other self plays the string of insanity and the electron eye of the fly killing and wounding the noise of the ground naked body that is saturated to hang space like the high-tension current space that branches toward the organ second of madness inheriteds--I inject my palpitation that my cell*junk that my word that my saliva that my sleep penetrates the cell catches the larva of the orgasm like the fly that crowds to perception makes calculus of to the intestines of the X foot of the pierrot with the centipede walk collects the cadaver of the other side to the magma of the catastrophe that atmosphere crawls about the sun as for all, all be in order that DNA reaches to the depressing horizon/impregnation of explosion, to form the crime that all impossible to, in order that the pierrot of the invisibility ripens. the body fluid that the chameleon resolves null on the internet of a cadaver receives the universe of the decadence with you who encrypt infinite thinking and your synapse that your storage freezes runs the earth of 0 comma before your death is regenerated and travel. "....to do the end complicatedly more and more more.... by depicting your naked body with a vital=line of force...." the form-side of the line from collapse the drug atom that leaves my dream that digests the body of the sun makes thin the body outside that transfigures. womb skin***END***(the B.C. zerox machine) regenerates...

people start to disappear... the sanctity of the senseless is the true antithesis to the honour of the bourgeois and his honest security-brain... juggernaut... indigenous cultures... the playful surfaces of postmodern architecture are simply novel forms of packaging which mark one building out from another but mystify the real forces that have brought them into being... koyannisqatsi = crazy life, life in turmoil, life out of balance... dismembered torso... post-structuralist vitalists and anarchists are arguably more flaccid more introverted less politicized and less exuberantly carnivalesque descendants of their dada daddies... echoes...

the natural dislike of any people for a foreign occupation has been reinforced by the stark deterioration of social conditions since the anglo-american invasion. in much of the countryside the long-term agrarian crisis - salination, pump failure, silted canals - is worsening as agribusiness imports increase. rising rural unemployment has swollen the slum populations of basra and baghdad. in most towns outside the north small businesses have been hit by a combination of cheap foreign goods and the breakdown of law and order. much of iraq's shrunken 70s-era industrial sector - already skewed towards arms production during the iran-iraq war, then targeted by western bombs in the 1990s - faces not privatization but closure, putting a once-skilled workforce on the street. two-thirds of the pre-invasion workforce may now be unemployed. as for the future, promotional literature for the country as a regional trade hub - a giant dubai, handling freight operations for the greater middle east - offers iraqis little more than a distant prospect of integration into the global economy as baggage handlers and warehousemen. a deepening social crisis is concealed behind the daily military communiqués, and the tangible occupation presence provides a ready target for frustrations...

since the spectacle today is certainly more powerful than it was before, what is it doing with this additional power? what point has it reached, that it had not reached previously? what, in short, are its present lines of advance? the vague feeling that there has been a rapid invasion which has forced people to lead their lives in an entirely different way is now widespread; but this is experienced rather like some inexplicable change in the climate, or in some other natural equilibrium, a change faced with which ignorance knows only that it has nothing to say. what is more, many see it as a civilizing invasion, as something inevitable, and even want to collaborate. such people would rather not know the precise purpose of this conquest, and how it is advancing... if it seems absurd to talk about revolution, this is because organised revolutionary movements have long since disappeared from the modern countries where the possibilities of a decisive transformation of society are concentrated. but everything else is even more absurd, since it is limited to what exists and to the various ways of putting up with it. if the word "revolutionary" has been debased to the point of being used in advertisements to describe the latest piddling alteration in some ever-changing commodity, this is only because the possibility of a real, of a desirable change of the whole of one's experience is no longer being expressed anywhere. today, the revolutionary project stands accused by the evidence of history: accused of failing and of having led to a new alienation. but all this means is that capitalism has been able to defend itself, on all levels of reality, much better than revolutionaries expected. but it hasn't at all become any more tolerable for it. revolution, has to be re-invented that is all...