regarding the record

it's not sarcastic, it's based in sincere sentiment
it speaks of the accumulation and paradox of gross ambiguities.
in the narcoleptic search for vessels
through which to propel ourselves,
we sigh to the goneaway destination of a clearer time

live from the spectacle: Cartoon Incest

really.

cartoon incest

The Importance of Being Earnest, a gchat with ryan

me: we just need one, semi well off, reasonably sized country to love us madly

Ryan: like Uganda

that would be scary
me: or mozambique

i like that name

mozambique

it flows nicely

Ryan: can you imagine if we got supported by an evil regime?

me: yeah, heralded as the sardonic posterboys of capitalist depravity

a reason to move to fascism

gimme money

ha

Ryan: and then students rebel against us
me: oh man

fuck education

everyone needs a boss

bigger the boss the better your life

suits for everyone though

we're the antirevolution, baby
Ryan: love it

i'll make some posters tomorrow

coffee mugs, stationery

a post-penis world

Parthenogenesis (growth and development of an embryo or seed without fertilization by a male) occurs in some fishes, several kinds of insects, and a few species of frogs and lizards. Then there was Kyuga, the fatherless mouse.
Do the math: Lesbian/post-sexual space colony!


"Wichita, KS - Sedgwick County Zoo has become the first zoo in the Americas to document that Komodo dragons are capable of parthenogenesis (reproduction without the contribution of a male). One Komodo dragon entered the world on January 31 and a second hatched on February 1, 2008 thanks to this type of asexual reproduction."


and now back to genesis p-orridge with today's weather:

purportapus

purportapus (n): sea mammalian incarnation of unsophisticated intention's tendency towards folly

casual sex

ended
with blood on the hand
throwaway sheets
misanthropic willies

fuck friends
of friends
and you see them again

strangeness is much better
with strangers

Remembering

As a child, I was not blanketed with the comfort of the simplest socializing illusion, a belief in some God replete with existential purpose and explanation. When I closed my eyes at night, my conversations were with myself. I weighed my thoughts in human court. And on the night when I uncovered, or was capable of confronting, the question of mortality, and asked what my conscious being would become, my subconscious revealed the the punchline blank. "Prepare to lose yourself," it smiled.

I stayed up all night.