Thursday, 21 October 2010

incubi infects me with life force---when it was apathy i loved

quite concerned about my lack of creativity today

concerned with my scholar obsession

concerned with demonstrable intelligence

concerned that perhaps too i might need to demonstrate something here on interweb

wiki
demonstrates everything
and

the private personal demonstrates little

evolutional biological approaches to understanding human behavior in sublime reductionism wrest out strengths as posited wealths---

seductions
of the seducer's diary, kierkegaard

by this blog i do thee seduce
how so the literary is the erotic, at least today for me, a rupture to my deadly apathy

an interlude with a wraith, a spectre, a magician, an incubus----has torn me from my lassitude, for now all i want is him, a way back to that comfort of him
i am possessed by greed and disavowal

as my interest in the law wanes and my nihilism
hits all time highs

anything i might possibly say seems utterly foolish

and most things most people say also seem foolish

even so much zizeck. especially
i wonder where is the motiv?
the next cigarette, the next beefsteak?  the next lover?

where from comes theory?

how is the hyperdigital the hyperunreal?

where are the ties general, less than the particular---how is the letter to a person more that to the entire internet?

who is a recipient of knowledge?

sense:
time
directionality
the "setting" sun

the increase in pollution, every day

impinging mortality.

squares.
square rooms.
etages.
stages.

planar existence.
planes or plateaus.

mental calisthenics---shiva destruction---jains---ahimsa---anarchy triumphs . . .

waiting time
exile
freedom
refuge.

sonic joy.i am tired of my own mind.

i am tired of the internet.

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