These and many other things, which would take too long to explain, have been discovered to be true through ideistic dialectation. They are true in themselves regardless of the condition in which our senses reside. If the antecedent part of any of the conditional statements is assumed, then, ideistic dialectic has taught us, the necessary connections are ours to deduce. Thus, even those statements which involve incompatibility or disjunction possess this nature: when the other parts are taken away (whether they be one or many), when the discourse is reduced to the ideistic level, something remains confirmed by their removal. The next night, Ideisms ate whale. Or according to “The Clothes of Ghosts”: The difficulty is / presented by what one’s / spirit-body wears How / might we realize or / account for the ether- / eal material? The capsule is Adderall XR. It contains amphetamine salts that stop transporters within cells from clearing dopamine away, thus preventing its reuptake and leaving it puddled in the synaptic gap. I am never personal or impersonal, just an arsonist, I guess, I keep in my heart the great spoils of the empire I keep in my empire the spoils of my heart I keep in my heart the great looting of the empire I keep my heart in this machine it’s great to keep my empire in a computer made of hearts I keep in my machine that everywhere gasping, the heart opens, the chest outside of the heart also opens the ribs open fully into this not-separate category of the news the heart so often disappears goodbye adios. I mean, “Attach strips of paper to the air vents. At night it sounds like the rustling of leaves.” Rimbaud used to do a dance called the Dance of the Blue Pelican. It was one hell of a wiggly dance, using all parts of his body. He learnt it in Africa, he says. But were there any pelicans in Africa? He was free to say whatever he wanted. Actually we all are. The truth can be such a sloppy invention – fair enough, but what about the undercover agents infiltrating the asylum? He misses the toy dog of his childhood, keeps high literary company with two hallucinations, Rimbaud (a mischief-maker) and Baudelaire (a bit too serious). I mean, “Elephants have continual warre against Dragons, which desire their blood, because it is very cold: and therefore the Dragon lying awaite as the Elephant passeth by, windeth his taile, being of exceeding length, about the hinder legs of the Elephant, and when the Elephant waxeth faint, he falleth down on the serpent, being now full of blood, and with the poise of his body breaketh him: so that his owne blood with the blood of the Elephant runneth out of him mingled together, which being colde, is congealed into that substance which the Apothecaries call Sanguis Draconis, that is Dragons blood.” A lot of news moving tonight. But I wanted to flag that North Carolina Republicans are now trying to push through a set of abortion restrictions on the model of what’s moving in Texas. To add another thread of bizarreness, the new abortion restrictions have been tacked onto an existing bill to ban sharia law. If you rely on hand gestures to get your point across, you can thank fish for that! ‘Ah, Georg,’ said his father, rising at once to meet him. His heavy dressing gown swung open as he walked and the skirts of it fluttered around him. ‘My father is still a giant of a man,’ said Georg to himself. ‘It’s unbearably dark here,’ he said aloud. ‘Yes, it’s dark enough,’ answered his father. ‘And you’ve shut the window, too?’ ‘I prefer it like that.’ ‘Well, it's quite warm outside,’ said Georg, as if continuing his previous remark, and sat down.
[Note: Sources: Joel Kopplin and Kurt Milberger, “25 Points on Ideisms: Beginnings Toward the Poetics of Always After: Being a Review of Notes on Conceptualisms by Robert Fitterman and Vanessa Place”, at HTMLGIANT, 2 Jul 013; Beth Towle, and Caryl Pagel, “The Clothes of Ghosts”, as quoted in Towle’s “Citational Poetry: Sarah Messer, Caryl Pagel, and the Informative vs. Performative”, at Actuary Lit, 2 Jul 013; Sandy Hingston, as quoted in Majestic, “Baby Boomers Snarfing Adderall Like Its Cocaine”, at Disinformation, 2 Jul 013; Anne Boyer, “All Of A Sudden The City On Fire”, “I Keep In My Empire”, “The News”, in My Common Heart, at Anne Boyer; JBR; a scientist, in Solaris, as quoted in Evelyn Reilly, “Environmental Dreamscapes and Ecopoetic Grief”, at OmniVerse; Chad W Post, “I’m Getting Up in 8 Hours, So, Phoning It In [Brazil, Day Today]”, at Three Percent, 2 Jul 013 (re Rodrigo de Souza Leão, All Dogs Are Blue (tr. Zoë Perry & Stefan Tobler)); JBR; Richard Eden, as quoted in Allison Meier, “The Colorful Stories of 5 Obsolete Art Pigments”, at Hyperallergic, 2 Jul 013; Susan M Schultz, FB post, 2 Jul 013; “Why Do We Gesticulate?”, at Science Daily 2 Jul 013; Franz Kafka, “The Judgment” (tr. Willa and Edwin Muir) (3 July = Kafka’s birthday)]