MODERNISM SPLITS AND KEEPS SPLITTING

AGE OF MANIFESTOS 1920s – Antonin Artaud, erratic, mumbling, joins Georges Bataille at a café. BATAILLE: Are you not the great poet and actor Artaud? I believe we met once in the company of that fool Breton, who spurned art for common ideology, like a dog that has licked itself infertile. ARTAUD: There are no … Continue reading MODERNISM SPLITS AND KEEPS SPLITTING

MENTAL INDIGESTION

A Review of Vitiators by Elytron Frass and Charles N., via Expat Press If the brain is, as some claim, a digestive rather than cognitive organ, it follows that it can be afflicted by the same maladies; nausea, heartburn, and, indeed, indigestion. In light of recent studies linking the gut’s microbiome to autism and other … Continue reading MENTAL INDIGESTION

THE AUTONOMOUS CHEMICAL WEAPON: HOW SENTIENT OIL TOOK CONTROL OF OUR HISTORY – PART TWO

READ PART ONE HERE V. Petrohistory “Petropoliticial undercurrents, with oil as a global conspirator, function as Telluro-occultural lubricants on which everything slides, advancing in all directions." -- Cyclonopedia 130 Although they are not identical, the material history of oil is intertwined with the political history of its producers, and with the war machine. Once one … Continue reading THE AUTONOMOUS CHEMICAL WEAPON: HOW SENTIENT OIL TOOK CONTROL OF OUR HISTORY – PART TWO

THE AUTONOMOUS CHEMICAL WEAPON: HOW SENTIENT OIL TOOK CONTROL OF OUR HISTORY – PART ONE

“Capitalism was here even before human existence, waiting for a host.” -- Reza Negarestani, Cyclonopedia, 27 The contention is this: not only do we use oil, it uses us. Not just oil, but the fossil trinity: oil, coal, and methane: each unique substances, and yet unified by the chemical energy stored in carbon bonds. Humanity … Continue reading THE AUTONOMOUS CHEMICAL WEAPON: HOW SENTIENT OIL TOOK CONTROL OF OUR HISTORY – PART ONE

A MEMORY MAKES ITSELF KNOWN

There is a room. The sun sits at its center. Burning through all borders. A memory hides in the light of the morning. A morning lost but now remembered. A boy blonde like the rays of the sun, bleaching white the sky - dissolving into the sea. A game, imagined, original is being played with … Continue reading A MEMORY MAKES ITSELF KNOWN

TO THE TEETH

Advice and Observations from two decades as a loan shark in Mexico 1. No matter who you are or claim to be, everybody is indebted to something or someone. We can only get ahead in life due to someone's random kindness or thinly-veiled interest in benefitting off you in the long run. But it's always … Continue reading TO THE TEETH

SHARK ON DISPLAY IN LEEDS

The pang in the heart of the lonely young man that resembles the faith of expectant hands, that the loneliness is but a bitter prelude to the fruitful bliss to come, a cornucopia of real life after everyone has noted your genius and your voice is valued in the highest places, at the mountain tops of western … Continue reading SHARK ON DISPLAY IN LEEDS

SHARK-TANK

When I was a little boy, I plunged my hand into the shark tank. Fearlessly, I pet tiger sharks as they swam by until a panicked assistant rushed me out of the water. No guest is allowed in the aquarium shark tank. Since then, I’ve become afraid of sharks. Now, a shark might bite me. … Continue reading SHARK-TANK

ON MEMORIA

Memoria, the latest film by Apichatpong Weerasethakul (Joe), starts with a noise, a tangible noise. A ball has been pulled through space and the sedimental layers of our planet, and crashes irrevocably in our collective consciousness. From the beginning, we are grounded in an unplaceable ominous mood, with darkness and a bang. Set in Colombia - … Continue reading ON MEMORIA

DEAD MEN TELL TALES

There was no blood, he said. He said there was no blood. That it was a pale, milky white and had ghostly green eyes and algae-ridden hair. It was buried in the weeds before him, reaching out to grasp him. It was clinging onto the life of the frozen lake, yet still and forgotten forever … Continue reading DEAD MEN TELL TALES