A shade of what remains unsaid, 2017
I wish nothing was ever about something.
(We will play with words; I will pay with words; we will play with worlds; play will pay with words; we will play a world; worlds will pay in words; pain will play with words; words will pay with pain; plain with place in worlds; will in words which play; worlds be placed in words; words be plain in worlds; worlds at play in wars; pay with pain in words; play with pain and words; plain in playing with words…)
(Hey… hey? We’ve been missing you for such a long time. Where have you been? Where? have you been?)
We expected. A big war to come… imminent, caressing the edge of every sunset. We did not die in the war, and… we also died in that war. What is allowed in the city, it is banned [spoken: PROIBITO] in the outskirts.
Another role; another model. (Different roles; different models; different modes; different rolex.)
We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic.
(I tried to be myself and I ended being others.)
You are the best. Best wishes, (I still think of the summer.)
Where empathy fails infrastructure flourish. Consumers or producers?
The loneliness of prosumerism. User, abuser, subordinate, manager, victim, persecutor.
How do we unmaster to unlearn, how do we vibrate together?
(It does not make sense. It doesn’t make any sense.)
Replicate; epic-ate, replicate; rap-lick-hate, epic late; too late 2 replicate, to lay; do replicate.
(The problem is we go to work every day, we do some work, with no other reasons but out of mechanical obligation.) If all the hotels were liberated housing projects we all would be in a permanent vacation. (It would be just called _____.)
(The concept of weekends, holidays and workweek; such a miserable thinking.)
A workweek for the weekend.
Abused time. (Self-induced hallucination, a stockholm syndrome of self encouragement.)
Determinism does not work. It doesn’t calm you down.
When you have a smile for everyone there is nothing left to smile at yourself.
(I tried to concentrate and I ended being focused.)
A no, which remains unvoiced in each yes.
Going back the same to the same things again, the same faces, the same places, get bored, learning how to differ. Make a difference. Learning how to diverge, to converge, to divert, to revert, or to remain, feeling, to pervert meaning, talking in our mind.
All source, and all copy; more success and more failure.
Money honey casts a spell for (444) a darker (DARK) enslaving of imagination.
Reality is fabricated, AAA H ç its agency is black magic.
(I was tired to be myself and end up being others.)
I’m tired to be myself and end up being others.
As natural as artificial. __± Has failed.
(How do you use a semicolon?) CHKDSK
“I dream of a world more silent.”
Resilient. Reptile. Reptilian. HAHA; AH-HA.
Sweet thing I watch you burn so fast it scares me.
All the teraflops. Think as automation would fill (some?) abysses. But an abyss is abyssal.
(I tried to care about and I ended being happy.)
Gorgeous vitality, thinking of promises so big they cannot be maintained; powers so huge they can not be sustained; forever with you, forever against, we trouble the earth, &&&.
HER3. Is overstimulation. (Breath, breath, pant, puff, ah, breath eeeh, pfff.) Again, birds chirping, no remorses, choose no; you have to choose; choose yes; you had to choose. (I still think of the light, from the balcony in my parents’ bedroom, summer of 86, in the noise of the horns of the trucks, of the distant enormous boom of blasting debris, in the burst of particles of something else.)
LA VIDA ES SUEÑO
Time was eternal but stiff; space was short and inexpensive. In-side; be-side.
Collateral colloquial colliders. (Laughs.)
How do you use a semicolon? The struggle is in language.
(In the beautiful firm shades of a shuffled day, we still hush in the heatwave, worried about health care, staring at the lights of cars parked not so well in the end but pretty, what if I told you that I were a terrorist, would you still hush in calm or dread? OK.)
Puppet theater ;) A semicolon and a parenthesis.
There is no separation. I just wanted to mean: me too. Can we be happy with you?
Refrain (very softly):
(We will play with words; I will pay with words; we will play with worlds; play will pay with words; we will play a world; worlds will pay in words; pain will play with words; words will pay with pain; plain with place in worlds; will in words which play…)
Five long years; not so long indeed. (Becoming, come, be, become, become, becoming, to be, we are, I am; am I? We are, who we are; who are we? Become, be me, become, you.)
Pianissimo. An empty signifier. Things went wrong but we can somehow do better.
Two parts in a sentence; three parts in a sentence; two or more parts in a sentence are given equal position or rank. (How do you use a semicolon?)
Paste without formatting. 485bt4n Karma cannibalism.
Their future. How do we talk about the abyss of speech? (The magnetism of your skin.)
A scent of what is non functional. Coordinating conjunction. Join joint junction. And warm scented fluids.
(Breathings continue.) The struggle is in language and in the streets. (A cry in full light, we undone, full size, I don’t feel unique, I feel tautological, there is no you, there is no we, just a continuous vibration, boom, indivisible matter, boom, I bite my lip, boom, sing us a song, sister I’m blinded, sister I’m deaf, I’ve lost all I had, too long longing, two worlds worlding, a beautiful time when we weren’t alive, you still boom me, mind games don’t leave me.)
Ocean salinity constant at about 3.4% for a very long time.
We were still al1sf!^29.
Can we be happy with you? I think of things that never happened.
(Chocolate & schizophrenia.)
The world is still spinning; as we lay speechless. Unvoiced, complex, undulated in other words, ________.
(A salty flavour, all salty flavours, all saints laugh in heavens, what are the means to be happy? Would you still trust me if I took my life? Behind the glass I voice your lip-sync, slow, still, faster, puppet master.)
Infrastructurally yours. (carefully selected.)
Can a love which rest like all insects do. Put me to the test.
(I tried to stay alive and ended being dead.)
No meaning to translate and no translation means meaning. Mean = ambiguous = meaning.
2 mammal to b political. The landscape sung in human moan.
Time VS happiness
Happiness VS money
(What is bright in the city, is dark in the outskirts.)
What was cracked in ________, is fixed in ____.
(A work to end all work: a-work-to-end-all-work.) You look so tired, but happy. (I wonder if… are we turning into a species of misanthropes. You look so tired, but happy. Finally.)
Conventional sets of multiple forking dependencies.
The struggle is in the tongue and in the body.
(Stretching on the outward surface of things a polish of bureaucratic bacterial continuum.)
The colonies are burning; who will save the settled?
Depression was fabricated. (You don’t even believe in it.) If I took my life, would you still trust?
(Oh, the enormity of the flora.) 2t nog5u Oh the enorm___ __ _h_ ____a.
FLORA (It liberates my heart.)
There will be treason. And there will be enclosures. And altars to celebrate and commemorate the treason. ACC ACC ACC. And boom. Professional commitment. There must be a goal.
(Misanthropy you won’t have me; misanthropy you won’t have me; misanthropy you won’t have me; misanthropy you won’t have me; misanthropy you won’t have me.)
MISANTHROPIE U WON’T HAVE MIE
(A tenderness so kin to bliss, tentacular, substantial, heaped. Close to the ground, the body undulates, it falls, it slides, it rolls, crawling to the hideout of species, this soiled face, the hum of electric wires, it’s not on and off―you wish motherfucker―it stays it stays, it’s burned into your retinal afterimage, a retinal tear; but what do you want? What do you want in the end?)
These contradictory thoughts. On worlding.
(What can we do? Where do we move? What is our range? Is there a plan? Would you tell me?)
But what it’s all about? (Please, can we finally talk about something?)
Fix things up. Coming to terms. (The ability to laugh at weakness. Holy. Flexibility. F43h82 fh 5£)
Treason. Someday it will show up. The useless class.
(The agility to get off at weekends.) WTF? (You must be kidding me; this is not serious; it’s not even professional; do you call it a ____S7SV? Mm no, not enough stiff. WH-What do you expect? Vaffanculo, you piss me off.)
Try harder. Fragment. One-two.
(can you scratch my back?)
(Shhhhhh cause I’ve got nothing that I want to say.) Now, are we grownups?
(Can we quit? This leads to nowhere, really. Please, can we quit? OK.)
“Well, it’s easy to say that until you’re actually making a living from doing it.”
(Hey mind your own business! Shhh nobody knows yet.)
Finally. We are in the wrong place.
(Can it please shut up? What a waste of time, what a waste of energy.)
(Can we agree this is about something?)
There is no one here. There is nothing. At the fork of infinite possibilities. (In-finite-impossibility, impossibilities, in possibility impossibly imposed impossibility. We have played with words; have we played with words? Have words played enough? Ough we play enough?)
Logarithmic. Woodwinds will make you cry.
(Remember you are not detached, you are a continuum, anyone can you be falling in, migrate in, wake up in, wake up with, so don’t reject, don’t withdraw, don’t expulse; leaves are weaving from a distance, touching the mane of an instant, satisfaction, correlation, coordinate or choke in it, decompose or suffocate, marine weed; I wish you here but desire sinks, we spiral down, trapdoor eternal, vital implants, survival chants, dreamscape dreaming of itself; so big we’re now in it, this is fucking big, you will die but minerals will take care; in some other forms of dementia.)
I think I’m doing enough.
Do we have the rights to destroy the obsolete? (You heteronormative pig.)
(In the afterimage of multiplied histories, we the amnesiac. Voilà mesdames et messieurs.)
My chant is weak and dumb. Pagan rites. A smarter you is only 15 minutes away. (Where here and now cease to matter.)
How to narrate the shiver? (WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ABOUT THEN?)
(Take me back, take me back there.)
There is no higher state; sampled vowels, some guitar arpeggios.
(A sketched out motif; a horrible disease; leaves that weave between universal rifts; your hands are cold; please, don’t get sentimental; far enough; tarmac; fair enough; OMG what’s this horror?)
A draft of what we may not say. Collapse all social structures. (Again in the wrong place again.)
Fossil. To the barricades. We didn’t die in the war, we didn’t fight in the war.
(What is this nostalgia again? Metonimia?)
The abstract for the concrete; the concrete for the abstract; the cause for the effect.
Difference counts in privileges. (Does that used to be ok? What used to be ok, maybe we decide it’s not ok, or it was not. OK: it has never been ok what used to be ok.)
Corporate architecture; natural architecture; melancholy architecture.
(We now might be forced to think wordplay = worlds playing.)
(That scent, that scent, must have been… something, we were… I was; that scent, it has something?)
The familiarity of strangeness. Is that so we experience others? (Reproductive glands.)
Please focus. (Please, fucking focus!)
A trail of what remains unfair. Re: main.
(Do we come with equal basic happiness? ___muffled_____)
Return to the world; spasmodic shaping.
THERE (There is only here. And there is something else we will not reveal here.)
(Global chorus. Geological celebration. What it’s all about? Shht I think we’re doing it nicely.)
You see? It works! (Trouble loves trouble.)
What do you want?
TRYING TO MAKE YOU HORNY
(Mechanisms of spectacle.)
Cannot bear so much reality. (How to desire accordingly?)
Please let me go. (The narrator is a traitor, he doesn't care about us.)
h27K(s#:J if only… (sung: “only youuu”)
Species vanish: (or how to be the worst thing in the world and feel innocently part of the resistance.)
May the end be total infrastructure?
(Our narrator is a narcissist.)
Right to forget. (What do these files remember?)
Forced to socialise. (The right to be forgotten.)
Stir of survival; even if…
Even if they wanted; even if we didn't want.
(Togetherness ≠ corporative fraternity.)
When nobody is watching. (Someone is recording on.)
AND we will not buy the authority of exhibit
BUT a lifetime commitment to a politics of listening
(How low can you go when you gaze at the pavement?)
(Pant. Now, wish me luck. It takes a very long time learning to resist the urge to cry at the light leaks on the ceiling, but not out of apathy, living in a damaged planet, out of necessity, and take it all again, to break down to tears again with no pain and deep playfulness; not a community… an ecosystem, not fraternal but osmotic, granular, ventricular and coralline; a lowercase empathic sentiment weighting in subliminality; material anonymity and physical anomalies; the dirty and rough; complicity in silence; the reversal of entropic functionalism into ecstatic molecular belonging; beyond causality there is… correlation; an oceanic pleasure to blow away all financial autism; it does not pay your bills but pays off some planetary dignity. SO...)
It’s later than before. (What will keep us busy?) Let’s make a wish: