Behold Halo-Halo, the Filipino Dessert That’s Taking Over New York. Okay, nothing is really going to beat the cronut. We know that. But, in all seriousness, Filipino food has swiftly become one of the sexiest cuisines in the country, thanks in part to its reliance on pork — one of the two things in life that makes me believe there is a higher power (Beyoncé is the other) we must all answer to. OK, but let’s get schooled a little by Patrick Rosal: Halo halo invented by Japanese prostitutes during the American occupation soon after the first ice plant opened in Manila. It is also evidence that colonized people naturally remix, collage, assemblage, montage; so what is that higher power after all? I am the Twin Girl who breeds new degenerate species. I happen to be the Conjoined Girl who consists of different parts that come loose. The Puzzle Animals escape from me. I am the Twin Girl or the Conjoined Girl. It is impossible to magnify me. I am two girls or many. I have been doubled in all eternity, been polished aglow. I have a necklace around my own throat. I am We. In our visible breastcage hides the Rabbit. The Rabbit that lives in our breastcage is our brand. The Rabbit is our epidemic, the nest of the coal-burning. Above our joined Girl Body fly vulture birds. Stop the attacks! Stop the flow! Stuff the finger into the nothing-hole. Plug up that which hears, which travels in air-drownings. Plug it up! Kill that which is astray in the breastcage! Our Breastcage Rabbit is mute. My eyes are throbbing hawks; my neck, weasels – a gang graphic as hell. “My iodine is bottled up!” I call out to you, my cock spewing apricot and purple clouds. This is the now, this kind of love just is – Virgil has been dead for two thousand understandings, so I climb your hill’s skull. Long in your sun I am born over and over. Our new rites are casualties on every battle field. I’m an athlete at my game, dripping like moss in a rain forest. Back and forth to a mellow croon. I take your skin off and grow deep like the rivers. Portion your horse into a new world. We swarm our fates, turn green as grain, sheep slain of bronze, glitter of sun rays, stretched sails. Yesterday went so well I want to plant myself inside you like a fucking stone, “we’re made in heaven, smooth as butter, a bloom that in future years will come, dancing with my Sweet Dripping Jimmy.” It’s a collaborative expansion of the speaking buildings project. I thought, this morning, that I might be able to put all this together for you, as some kind of wondrous mathematics, a monumental calculus, but I can't get it to fit. It keeps coming out more like an oracular scattering of starling bones, of meat and shrieking larks, an extrasolar dog world made up of three parts rat nationalism divided by the given names of every human being, all paid for with the collective revenue collected from the manufacture, sale and distribution of third degree burns, multiple organ failures, and tiny droplets of white phosphorus. The other parts? See Burton:
A. Sect. 2. Causes of Melancholy are either
General, as Memb. 1.
As from God immediately, or by second causes. Subs. 1.
Or from the devil immediately, with a digression of the nature of spirits
and devils. Subs. 2.
Or mediately, by magicians, witches. Subs. 3.
Primary, as stars, proved by aphorisms, signs from physiognomy,
metoposcopy, chiromancy. Subs. 4.
Or Secondary, as
Congenite, inward from
Old age, temperament, Subs. 5.
Parents, it being an hereditary disease, Subs. 6.
Or Outward or adventitious, which are
Evident, outward, remote, adventitious, as,
Necessary, see ♉.
Not necessary, as M. 4. S. 2.
Nurses, Subs. 1.
Education, Subs. 2.
Terrors, affrights, Subs. 3.
Scoffs, calumnies, bitter jests, Subs. 4.
Loss of liberty, servitude, imprisonment, Subs. 5.
Poverty and want, Subs. 6.
A heap of other accidents, death of friends, loss, &c.
Or Contingent, inward, antecedent, nearest. Memb. 5. Sect 2.
In which the body works on the mind, and this malady is
caused by precedent diseases; as agues, pox, &c.,
or temperature, innate Subs. 1.
Or by particular parts distempered, as brain, heart, spleen,
liver, mesentery, pylorus, stomach &c. Subs. 2.
Particular to the three species. See ♊.
♊. Particular causes. Sect. 2. Memb. 5. et sequentes.
Which is to say, with William Keckler, if the multiverse theory espoused by physicists like Michio Kaku is correct, you have read and have not read and have not not read this sentence an infinite amount of times, but the only time you correctly understood it was just now. “Someone has a baby or seems to have one.” Saw a man with too much sunscreen on. He looked like a ghost. Sprezzatura is the word for I can’t untie these sandals: it came in wearing an old black coat and went to work on the audience (quote) Data ﬂoat down; the own rote load doles out / a doubt-load ﬂow into the overload ... Neither of us had woken up as insects -- Denise Riley has a line “Wherever you are be somewhere else”. Here’s morality, by which I mean I discover ‘iridescent’ (brave!) pre-empting ‘descending’, the [I] which is the main thrust of “modernism” swaying me towards ‘dis’, which subsequently got all voiceless, retroflexively stopping at [t]: We are all in the gray or dark time now i guess.
[Note: Sources: Alexander Abad-Santos, “Behold Halo-Halo, the Filipino Dessert That’s Taking Over New York City”, at Atlantic Wire, 25 Jul 013, via Ivy Alvarez, 30 Aug 013; JBR, but see next; Patrick Rosal, FB comment, 31 Aug 013; JBR; Sara Tuss Efrik, “To Chin-Chin and Grandmother’s Paintings”, quoted in Johannes Göransson, “‘Corean Music’ part 6: The ‘Swedish Gurlesque,’ Sara Tuss Efrik and Stina Kajaso”, at Harriet, 29 Aug 013; bits from each c20 poet in Dodie Bellamy, Cunt Norton, in reverse order, Hughes to Yeats, excepting Ginsberg (because his bit is just one sentence …); Maryrose Larkin, FB comment, 31 Aug 013; Sean Bonney, “Letter Against Drowning”, at Abandoned Buildings, 31 Aug 013; JBR; but see next; The Anatomy of Melancholy, as seen at Project Gutenberg; JBR; JBR, but see next; William Keckler, “If Multiverse Theory Is Correct”, at Joe Brainard’s Pyjamas (The Sequel), 31 Aug 013; Jackson Mac Low, quoted in Cassandra Gillig, “AIRY BABY: AN EQUAL TO THE ATE NIPPLE?//I worry/I don’t/Believe in Books/or do owly///”, at HTMLGIANT, 30 Aug 013 (a review of Debbie Hu, “AIRY BABY: AN EQUAL TO THE ATE NIPPLE?//I worry/I don’t/Believe in Books/or do owly///”); Andrew James Weatherhead, “Thoughts — May 9th to May 31st”, at HTMLGIANT, 29 Aug 013; LK, “On Simon Jarvis”, in Simon Jarvis / Sean Bonney / 18th June 2010 / Cambridge Reading Series / Judith E. Wilson Drama Studio / Faculty of English / University of Cambridge, at Plantarchy; LK, “Reading ‘distending’ in Ian Patterson’s ‘After Breakfast’ after breakfast”, in Marjorie Welish / Ian Patterson / 11 March 2011 / Cambridge Reading Series, at Plantarchy; Kai Kamakura, FB comment, 1 Sept 013 (from Japan, re the flow of radioactive contamination from Fukushima, which will have crossed the entire Pacific w/in 3 yrs)]