That is, to begin , author ity is spirit, semen , CASH. There is no correct way to hate our bodies and we’ve learned to do it quite well. Mouth to hand. What remains from [fucked up] nostos. “Like films we repeat” “to collaborate with the” “open quotation marks.” Are ARE. Eduardo Viveiros de Castro, eh? The Araweté say that the souls of the dead, once they arrive in the heavens, are devoured by the Maï, the gods, who then resuscitate them from the bones; they then become like the gods, immortal (“how did i dis em bark out of hier archy cesspool whoops of caca police state / … harsh & i won’t go i won’t go without my girlfriends / her of torchblow her of crystal what kind of fuckery is this … all mail (along with the / rich) leave must / by balloon / the only writ i made says / hi i’m still here hello i’m alive there is not much bread then again there never was”). Chris Toll says, “i will explain this as best i can. i know i’m nobody – i’m a snowflake and i’m drifting toward a bonfire – i know this well – i’m getting hot. BUT everything we do at every moment is critically important – every deed at every moment in every day should be a living prayer – Love is so hard, and it’s all we came to do.” Does “peel a hangnail until it bleeds” qualify as extreme body horror for most people? Some people? Anyway. This is why it is important to be skinny because HOW ELSE WILL WE KNOW THAT YOU ARE SAD IF YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE YOU ARE ACTUALLY ABOUT TO SNAP IN TWO. “Baby jails … Baby jails … Horrific … Why had I … I hadn’t meant … !” Remember how the nun said the last person to sleep with the Virgin Mary was Cervantes? Madam, we regret to notify you of the following actions that have been taken against you: Account attached, account closed, Alteration, Body and figures differ, Date, Drawn against uncollected items, Endorsement missing, Endorsement not correct, Maker deceased, Maker deceased — joint account, No account, No funds, Not enough funds, Pass book necessary, Payment refused, Payment stopped, Past dated, Recalled, Sent us in error, Signature incorrect, Signature missing, Witness to mark, Boils, Hyperbolea, Knickknacks, Frothing at the mouth, Clabberation, Spinal meningitis, Hydrophobia, Dehydrated Jism, mouth disease, Fervent laxness, Concupiscence, Greed, Sloth, Lust, Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Steak, Rusty pacifier, flint grease, eggshells, sox, Lap alteration, soggy bellybutton, wet lint, peeing eyeballs, drooling nostrils, flaring ears, warped feet, rigid knees, then blockiſhly mumbling with a ſet on countenance a piece of ſcurvie grace, he waſh’t his hands in freſh wine, pick’t his teeth with the foot of a hog, and talked jovially with his Attendants: then the Carpet being ſpred, they brought plenty of cardes, many dice, with great ſtore and abundance of checkers and cheſſe-boards. There he played. By digging through the earth’s mantle, for instance, all the way down to its interior end, 3,000km beneath the surface, one reaches a high-pressure iron-nickel deposit over 6,500km in diameter – a planet-vaulted metal globe roughly 160,000,000,000 cubic kilometers in size, doped by enough gold and platinum to coat the entire surface of the earth to a depth of half a meter. To a moderately advanced off-world civilization, pondering the practicalities of its first planet-scale demolition, leaving this buried resource trove in place has a robotic-industrial opportunity cost that can be conservatively estimated in the region of 1.6 x 1023 human-level intelligences, a mineral stockpile sufficient to manufacture a trillion sentient self-replicating probes for every star in the galaxy.
[Note: Sources: JBR; Sara Larsen, Merry Hell; Joann Hershberger Henderson, FB comment, 1 Oct 012; Thom Donovan, The Hegemon Say (nostos = homecoming) (the quotation marks are to pace this bit as if it were from Notley’s The Descent of Alette; JBR; Anne Gorrick, email rec’d 1 Oct 012 approx 11:05 AM PDT; JBR, re a FB conversation w/Benjamin Noys (apparently Viveiros de Castro knows ZS, which amazes and pleases me no end); Eduardo Viveiros de Castro, From the Enemy’s Point of View: Humanity and Divinity in an Amazonian Society (tr. Catherine V Howard); JBR; Chris Toll (i.m.), letter to R M O’Brien, “The Abyss Has No Biographer”, as quoted in Adam Robinson, “Chris Toll (b. 1830, d. 1886)”, at HTMLGIANT, 1 Oct 012; “In my ongoing quest to be the latest for every party I finally watched Black Swan last night. And …”, at The Bookbat, 1 Oct 012; JBR; Darcie Dennigan, “The Speechmaker”, “Catholic school reunion,” as quoted in Benjamin Landry, “Possible Selves: Dennigan, Lantz, and the Case for Multiplicity”, at AGNI; Ted Berrigan / Ron Padgett, “Furtive Days”, in Bean Spasms, and François Rabelais, Gargantua and Pantagruel (tr. Thomas Urquhart), as quoted in John Latta, “Notebook (Berrigan / Padgett, Rabelais, &c.)”, at Isola di Rifiuti, 1 Oct 012; Nick Land, “Lure of the Void (Part 3a)”, at that’s, 29 Sept 012]