“What algebraic relationship moved you to bestow on mundane pigeons the halos of peace and other faux debris?” Inside the fire and darker layer was a globe of reddish fire which was so great that it lit up the entire inside of the circular object. The series derived is able to interrogate “remainders” of information fallen outside the easiness of “whole sets,” or any given. “Patina does relate to positing. Scratches secrets into the underside of blocks or blocs.” Danger is my maiden name. At other times, the globe would move itself downward, and coldness would come to meet it. The globe of reddish fire would remove itself from this coldness very quickly. I have a theory that people climb for the smell of it, and for The Railway Platform Weight and Fortune Telling Machine. For a long time, I believed in ancient astronauts. Additionally, the fire on the outer edge of this circular object was being blown with a great turbulence. And the darker layer under it was also being blown, but by another turbulence which was moving about here and there inside this layer. Also, inside this layer, there was a gloomy fire that was so horrible that I could not look at it. This gloomy fire was shaking this layer with all of its strength – full of sounds, storms, and very sharp stones that were both large and small. While this gloomy fire was making its sounds, the bright fire and the wind and the air on the outer edge were being shaken so that bright flashes anticipated those sounds of the gloomy fire. The fire of the outer edge understood the violence of the sounds of the gloomy fire. I just looked in the mirror and I look like me again. This aluminium sculpture is the first component of Berlin Buddha. The second component is an ash Buddha made by casting dry ash to the interior of the aluminium sculpture. These two sculptures will be installed facing each other. As time goes by, the environment will affect the work, as the floor will tremble with movement, ash Buddha will also change and fall into piece. O stone of all I’m not. O gem of all things / Making me lick your gorgon eye. And between the north and east of the dry globe, I saw a very great mountain, which was very dark towards the north and very light towards the east. Nevertheless, the light was not able to stretch out to the darkness nor was the darkness able to stretch out to the light. Have you read the Exeter Book? Have you read “Grief that the Palestinians are Treated Like a Tribe of Onions”? Or Claire Bishop on Lebel’s ‘collective exorcism’ in which he “pushed a pram draped in the French flag weeping ‘Baby, my baby! … an unknown woman got undressed and climbed into a hammock … and Lebel ran out of the gallery shouting ‘Heil art! Heil sex!”… ? Further, inside the purest of air, I saw some more air, but this air was full of water. This air had a white layer under itself, and this air – spreading out here and there – gave out moisture. It would suddenly gather itself together now and then, and send forth rain with a great deal of thunder; then it would spread itself out again. It gave forth a caressing rain with softness. But a certain wind also blew out its turbulence from this air. A tiny insect from the counterpane stepped into my nose to keep warm. “When is the last time you laughed,” she said. O ------------, may you live forever, brushing around midnight in the nostril with fog. Also notable is how explicitly oriented the new Army shooter is toward fighting “small wars”. The Army wants a game that includes more than 50 types and models of civilian vehicles, from Taliban-endorsed Toyota Hilux pickup trucks to bicycles, more than 100 civilian structures from factories and mosques to trash piles, and traffic control gear such as spike strips and speed bumps. In the middle of the various kinds of air, there was a dry globe of a very large size. This globe was surrounded by the various kinds of air so that it could not glide here and there. But occasionally the various kinds of air would shake themselves in turn with the previously mentioned wind, and they would make this dry globe move a little with their strength. “The typo in my genetic code compelled me to try to email your shih tzu w a microwave” he tweets. “Just sat back & let karma ravage your face” he tweets again. “Bathed you in healing enzymes under a kaopectate sky” “made love to you under a giant warm crepe” “the two of us in an inverted arms race of low self esteem”. How do we deal with it? “As I open this fruit leather and begin eating it the dogs quiet down”. (What the fuck is a ‘handling fee’?) Ride it at zip-line speed and slam into a tree. Roll over Immanuel: “Where do objects reside if not in the res extensa?” And the waning of the promise of the synthesizer met the first sweet rush of queer cinema / Now I can’t tell if the broke-down third-way Moog-utopia the kids today are working out is just nostalgia or if they constitute an opposition to their peers who are like yeah I wear flip-flops because it’s all good / Children of empire! / … / Little empty Starfleet Academy in the Port of Oakland / … / Colors singing out from under movements of the squeegee / “The Wealthy – who were also called Perpetual Sailors – ” You will adore this new room. You can see the racers racing up the East River. You can make up your own credit cards. I will send you my boat-shaped bed.
[Note: Sources: 1037. Eileen Tabios, Edric Mesmer, jj hastain, as quoted in Mesmer’s review of Tabios/hastain’s the relational elations of ORPHANED ALGEBRA, as quoted in Tabios’s “A Lovely Yellow Field”, at The Blind Chatelaine’s Keys, 31 Jul 012; Hildegard of Bingen, Scivias, First Part, Third Vision (tr. Bruce Hozeski); Survive This City, via Drew Rissman, Facebook, 31 Jul 012; Susan Fealy, “Everest”, at Cordite 39; JBR; Binu Karunakaran, “The Railway Platform Weight and Fortune Telling Machine”, at Cordite 39; Matias Viegener, “xlvi”, in 2500 Random Things About Me Too, in “25 Things from 2500 Random Things About Me Too”, at Give a Fig, 31 Jul 012; Zhang Huan, “Berlin Buddha”, at Zhang Huan, via An Xiao, “Sustainable Buddhas Made of Cardboard”, at Hyperallergic, 31 Jul 012 (re: Yuji Honbori); Ariana Reines, Mercury, as quoted in John Latta, “Kent Johnson’s ‘Forgotten American Poets of the 19th Century’”, at Isola di Rifiuti, 31 Jul 012. 1038. JBR, but see next; Bill Griffiths, “Grief that the Palestinians are Treated Like a Tribe of Onions”, in The Mud Fort (which is “after Exeter Book Riddle 65”); JBR; Claire Bishop, Artificial Hells, as quoted in Ryan Wong, “Art Cannot Provide a Way Out”, at Hyperallergic, 1 Aug 012; Bill Griffiths, “April Poems” , “Building: The New London Hospital”, in Collected Earlier Poems (1966-1980) (eds. Alan Halsey and Ken Edwards); Anne Boyer, “the jeune fille as she really is”, at Anne Boyer, 1 Aug 012; Stina Kajaso, “Om scenskräck bla”, at SONOFDAD, 1 Aug 012; JBR; “Army Shopping for New Video Game to Train Troops”, at Disinformation, 1 Aug 012 (see also “U.S. ARMY GAMES FOR TRAINING PROGRAM”, at US Army Program Executive Office for Simulation, Training and Instrumentation); Melissa Broder, Jason Sebastian Russo, Stay Gold Pony, as quoted in Broder’s “THE NEW YORK REVIEW OF TWEETS – vol 1”, at HTMLGIANT, 1 Aug 012; Emily Kendal Frey, “The Storm”, at Cleveland State University Poetry Center; JBR; Bruno Latour, as quoted in Graham Harman, “Rio de Janeiro event, Day 1 wrap-up”, at Object-Oriented Philosophy, 2 Aug 012; Chris Nealon, “Sea Reliance”, at Everyday Genius, 1 Aug 012; Jonty Tiplady, “You will adore this new room. …”, at Trillionaires. 1 Aug 012 (cancelled post)]