Bleach = Breach

let it rot
clean it up; pick it up;
Force it down!
Excalibur complex -
our actions are stuck
and this pop culture is over californinated/caffeinated.
This ends here - out with the chalice!
The goblet thirsts for unparalleled cliches and self-promoted umbrella terms.
Offbeat and offkey
jump jump jump jump
spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin go!
Running into walls, eyes closed, trying to reiterate the facts through meaningless expressions.
Of course you know these; those expressions that tote transcendental weaponry, of course!
of course, of course, of course - on course
The death knell: stop. sit. drink.
Hell is gasping for causality // Heaven is drowning in sensitivity.
This place is a fortress of a sty - a cyst on my nose.
You write like you're on a first date, "look at all the big words I know!"
I never learned to read, I never learned to clean.

Banana Face!

I believe that the very act of believing in something causes us to distance ourselves from that thing, thus a duality is created: oneself and the thing in which one believes. Now since we all know that in order to fully understand a thing one must be that thing - walk a mile in its shoes so to speak. It seems obvious that the state of believing in something inevitably causes us to not truly understand that thing in which we believe. This non-comprehension leads to all sorts of difficulties. "I believe in love" has a better than even chance of leading to divorce, while "I believe in God" seems to end in variations on the Spanish Inquisition. But - and it's a big but - if one were to love, one couldn't help but be affectionate and caring towards oneself and others. If one were God, one would act towards all beings and all things as if they were one's own creations. And that, my friends, is the secret to life.
Of course the secret could be more like watching a fire ant trying to consume an elephant while a tiny Mongolian midget sits atop the pachyderm scatting mindlessly as a parakeet flies around his oversized three feet tall alabaster top hat.
We have to keep an open mind.

Points, Punctuation and Segues.

When the sky finally plummets downward make sure to peer outside your window. You'll find it against the backdrop of companion (complaint) questions and transported truths.
Your stupidity is explosive, but I guess it's better that I/we fight for you/bleed for you.
{0: on your knees, 1: chump}
I flew all night to write/right/Wright this.
We will kill or be killed in this process/the process of life (for each individual.)

(my untitled grade school book report on perspective)

-----Creative disorder is at an all time low, how are we to recruit for such an idea? Pinning Freedom to moral values should be seen as the original sin for the twenty-first century. "This is your mind on control addiction." Taxidermy and vocabularies. Retinas and the number one hundred thirty-seven. Kleenex and radio waves. Connections between unrelated phenomena! This is the thesis.
-----Heroin, cocaine, amphetamines, ect. Control, religion, sex, ect. There are worse addictions facing children than drugs. Addicts repeat nonsense loudly, so much so that it is almost entirely inescapable, speaking in modernities. This is not nonsense! Advertising, politics, art, family and propaganda. This is the real nothing. "Nothing" is excatly what those things strive to be, yet their differences are as small as the jump from the month of October to acceleration.
-----Modern despair is a bucking bull; you are just a cowboy along for the ride. This! is the rodeo clown destroying it's seriousness with thrown pies, outhouses, big floppy shoes, taboulli salad, squeezable red roses, ancient plate mail and polka dots. Me: "I'll/we'll tread on dead bodies, I/we don't care, it gets the important job done." But don't worry dear reader, I do truly love you. However I warn you, we are murderers. See?
-----I don't even know what I am writing anymore; mission accomplished.
-----We are coming to a paradigm near you...

Usefullness or clarity for the small heads

There is everything to be gained within the perception of nothing;
what is here is useless.
When does now become relevant?
Everything we do, from materialism to metaphysics, is boring;
I have no use in any of it.

Nothing has every use.

The Real Question (I only got fourteen bucks for being on this God-forsaken show)

"Well, what's next?" he says to me
"What's next." The question is the answer.

We've given rise to deliberate unsettling activities, world wars to television for children, quickly conforming us to interconnectedness leaving us no where to return home, save for your favorite brand name.

"I said next..."
Where's the self-promotion?!

"What's next"

material transformation. intellectual anarchy.
understandings of "the very soul." publicity stunts.
story creation. ear-splitting sounds.
unprecendentcy. world movements.
Is any of this still effective?
what is next.

"Yeah, what's next?"
Excatly!

challenge/mimic something
talk to the limbless witnesses of yesterday's life
pave over warfare while discounting the triumvirate trident of love, lust and peace
take untraditional propaganda to a new level -- created on the action spectrum rather than the visual
Anything to get us to here, to NOW, to the present as fast as possible.

"pop culture" and (especially) "counter-culture" are relics of history - so let's dispense with them as a move for absolution/solution
----------leave it to the sociologists to examine the product of advertising agencies as if they led to eases of problems

"what is next" is what's next. but first let's just get to now.

This is a relatively revolutionary idea...

repitition IS failure

Shock!
---------------technical training is needed to construct a European picture -- transforming an item into geometric source material.
-----------------------------------art?
You are only connected to magazine societies through this cult of genius.
---------------this PICTURE OF THE WORLD is altogether contemporarily false.
-------------------------life should be widely percieved as dehumanizing.
---------------this PICTURE OF THE WORLD is indicating your surrender.
Your umbrella term for teaching is an aimless DISTINCTION between trauma and the counterattacking question of "what is most beautiful?"

Only possibilities of chance can address QUESTIONS of creation -- not art.
not pictures.
not societies.
not education.
----------Your lack of answers leaves you with an unbridled desire for consumer culture; deriving QUESTIONS about "experience."
----------We challenge your signature DISTINCTION between destruction and abstraction.
------Our materials are functional objects of prelinguistic IMMEDIACY.
----------Transcendental IMMEDIACY leads to COMMERCIAL double meanings.

Leaving behind COMMERCIAL products of art
-----------------------------------------------------pictures
-----------------------------------------------------societies
-----------------------------------------------------education
creates consciousness between people which will transform many forms of drums [music and storage] into vocabulary, leaving behind no photographic evidence.

Am I lying?
society is at the height of impersonality

We are breaking down your decorations.

A Brief History of the Future

The old artistic spokesman is meaningless within our anti-masterpiece called world
----------He and it coupled with our photographic souls calls into ------------question the Archangel of pretend pretension
outdated Traditions that have yet to be invented fall against the backdrop of "enlightened" poems -- their connotations launch corroded bridges of conventional visions that are untranslatable as social critiques.
--------------------as if clicking/beeping - - gibberish
----------the only elicit response is that resembling female self-satisfaction!
It is TIME to create performance! -- the founding in scientific study, a wonderfully humorous prefabricated crucial step... ..

A Conversation with Samuel Rosenstock

"Art needs an operation."
"No, our operation needs an art."
"What is your operation?"
"Nothing! - greatness."
"And what about the art?"
"Nothing! - laughable."
"And me?"
"Nothing! - less than."
"And what of MY nothing?"
"Nothing! - pavement for ours; the real/the fake."
"I'm rolling six feet under - over."
"I couldn't care less."
"I smile."
"It means nothing."

The Definition of "What"

Damo!
po-mo -
domo po-mo
No! no no no. Da?
da.
...
domo
To?
Da.
da?
Da.
what?
yes. Damo!