Sweden’s minister of culture, Lena Adelsohn Liljeroth, ignored that advice on Sunday when she performed a mock clitoridectomy on a cake that was shaped like the torso of a stereotypical tribal African woman, complete with golden neck rings and sagging breasts, while a minstrel-faced artist poking his head out of a hole screamed in feigned pain. Forybory ryonim. One of my central questions then, is can we really posit a binary that asserts a lyric impulse, or lyric creativity as opposed to what might be termed non-lyric, or “uncreative” creativity? Is this what conceptualism has developed in resistance to? What are we talking about when we talk about lyric? Lyric, or identity? As Lisa Robertson pointed out recently, they are not at all the same thing. Virga, the rain that evaporates before reaching the ground, sweeps and hovers over the desert floor; Virga is rain unrealized. Bang down any highway long enough, however, and you’re sure to find another heterotopia of deviance. They dot the landscape and come in many varieties. Some heterotopias “seem to be pure and simple openings,” Foucault writes. Case in point: “the famous American motel room” – like the one I’m in right now. Monkey familiars are a girl’s best friend. I felt ASTRAL. We saw a seal though couldn’t find Seal Rock Beach. With silliness & love taut multiplies the trauma that produces humans. Fractionate uglies pass under mucked, where eyes are, where palms grit to bless. Lunar spacings fringe the “raw velvet”; it is the laugh, tinfoil, thumbnail, scan. This limb
is related to this joint
radiant proteins, bonding in a dream, stripped
out in light : only we don’t know very much at all, bringing us back to the many absences and gaps. Say what, motherfucker? Apparently one in four Americans have experienced a direct revelation from God: As Luhrmann tells Terry about the cognitive accomplishment: They learn to experience some of their thoughts as not being thoughts from them, but thoughts from God that they hear inside their mind. They’re also invited to pretend that God is present. I take that verb from C.S. Lewis — he has a chapter of Mere Christianity entitled ‘Let’s Pretend.’ […] These folks were invited to put out a second cup of coffee for God, they prayed to go for a walk with God, to go on a date with God, to snuggle with God, to imagine they’re sitting on a bench in the park with God’s arms around their shoulders … So in this sense do you feel that theory addresses what it’s like to be living now more than literature? Yes. As Elizabeth Grosz writes, in Becoming Undone — or perhaps she doesn’t; perhaps I’m paraphrasing; perhaps this is something Andrea Spain told me: “The concept is the host of the event.” The neomort’s “sentence like a nerve, throb[s] on the riverbank.” Abraded as it goes? Without coding for aftermath.
across btwn Rene Daumal Jack Smith & David
Thewlis not so much heteronymic as being nu-
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Entre Nous points with his face to Robt. Blake
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[Note: Sources: Nathalie Rothschild, “HOLY SHIT, THAT CAKE IS RACIST”, at Vice, 17 Apr 012; words typed to prove I’m human when leaving a comment at Michael Cross’s The Disinhibitor, 17 Apr 012; Sina Queyras, “What are we talking about when we talk about Lyric? A response to Kenneth Goldsmith’s Response to the Lyric Conceptualism Manifesto”, at Lemon Hound, 17 Apr 012; Dawn Marie Knopf, and Michel Foucault, “Of Other Spaces”, as quoted in Knopf’s “Lonely Highways in the Land of Jail”, at The New Inquiry, 17 Apr 012; JBR; Darren Bauler, “Monkey familiars …”, at Theater of Diminished Faculties, 17 Apr 012; John Sakkis, “This weekend …”, at Both Both, 17 Apr 012; Joe Luna, “document”, Francesca Lisette, “Descension”, Neil Pattison, “Slow Light”, and John Armstrong, as quoted in Armstrong’s “Withheld Poetry”, at Bebrowed, 18 Apr 012; JBR; “why wouldn’t you”, at A Flying Fiery Roule, 18 Apr 012 (re: Tanya Luhrmann’s When God Talks Back); Roland Saifi, and Bhanu Kapil, as quoted in Saifi’s “Unfold is the wrong word: An Interview with Bhanu Kapil”, at HTMLGIANT, 18 Apr 012; “#M1 Manifesto”, via email from John Armstrong, rec’d 18 Apr approx. 12:20 PM PDT]