(i mean would you rather be embarrassed by your Friends or by your .. ? .. see. i mean idontWantyouonmyside is pretty fucking Reasonable. and as the user ain but Cop to the object, or rather, that the object Surveilles its use .. quaint. and when facts learn that they, too, Bug, in Prose, what Then, Data Tourists? (and like Science, we're then condemned to take only NotYet, sEriously? i mean if it walks like a punchline, Looks like a punchline, itd seem churlish to observe ButItsa .. (a cliche is of course but a witness thats looking to get married, so .. (and as the fact then what Saves its users from its very (Selfsame) Threat (which naturally makes them particularly good pets to Have .. remember?, that fifties i think it was French movie, MyLifeasaRope .. the first thing we know about an economy (of voice, whatever) is that its a Cost, that if youre going to confuse fourninetyfive with Consciousness, you have no alternative but to be Right. and as consciousness is a moment of Taste (though how many depressives does it Take ..?), one those broke Doityourself lobotomies .. (and while taste is not Strictly an hallucinogen, and while Luck, May or may Not be, (and as thought but some quantum shudder, a not too subtle cyst or shiver of redundancy .. a dog is a medium. asprin is a medium. hell, being Right is a fucking medium. so where does that leave the Market? i mean Seriously. i mean for the market to be a medium, itd need the capacity to Lie .. so whats more intuitive, the query or the, What? as in Causal? thats what you want of the past, an Excuse? i mean noise is a useful ID and all, but .. (though as language is one of those organisms that Only dreams, has no waking life to speak of .. i mean a bank is an Agent, Ford is an Agent, the State is an Agent. and while its true that its self is conceptually impoverished, that it admits no Failure (as if a self was a Reasonable model to have (i mean while youre not Working .. i mean ten percent is not a bloody Fractal of the fact, its just a fuckin Downpayment. i mean its clear that the second dimension is unnecessarily, unReasonably Euphoric, but how causal is a dimension sposed to Be? i mean face it, you Lost. so whos a pretty thing then ay? i mean, you an experiment or What? i mean is it more Soothing to be decoration, to be a Name, or, Wrong? i mean as you do things to me ive never even Heard of .. i mean i could be your Practice .. (so Who invented nExt? (i mean without no nosy knowitalls its not so much we wouldnt have no cop, but we wouldnt have Parties, we wouldnt have no Goss, and how do you comprise a language you got nowt to talk abOut, Teach? .. so while a lover understands the Idea of speech .. i mean we know more or less how information conceives of Stuff (basically, Price), but how does it conceive of Dope? this is tricky. i mean MDMA has more at stake than, than, Postmodernism. and while MandMs are perfectly cognisant of their ability to lie, Data is exiled to some causally Decorative universe, so .. the Self, what on the street they call Surveillance, (i mean who won the first world war, Uncertainty, or, Film? (and the Second, Computability, Rhyme?) i mean while Stuff has inherent epistemic competence, its not in any way obvious that its .. i mean while paranoia is a particularly Successful medium (i mean Definitionally), and is usefully secreted between dimensions Two and Three (a naive circuit diagram if there ever was one (as if ignorance was somehow inherently Subversive (you know, semiotics as an early silicon chip .. (and still of course Music, you know, that old populist computer for (as if a witness was mere, Technology .. (as opposed to what, Grace? interestingly enough, context has no memory. which seems counterintuitive til you realise that its not reversible (which doesnt stop it being Behaviorist mind you, though thats another matter Altogether. (i mean Irony, you know, what a joke would call an Alibi, is not Only entertainment. and as narrative was invented as a Sacrifice, as a way of getting others to work in your Stead (the My life as a Medium penny dreadful with a six figure advance (the nineteenohFive theory of relativity, nineteenohFour they take the cocaine out of Cola .. (itd be nice to say something here about Average. you know, as in Stanza. (and chorus .. (i mean if you could teach language how to lie, could you have a preference for what Sort of lie? would it be Letters to the Law? (.. actually i believe the phrase is Of the law, letters Of the law .. See. (though its not only the chicken says the best theory of a chicken is a chicken. (i mean itd take an Example to call an egg Cancer .. to the extent that a medium is an informant, is it Not the State. and to the extent that the state is a Calculus, is it free of understanding. This is Physics. and applying facts to this simplest series of inductions, this Style by Numbers (and these days Everyone wants to be an instruction set (you know, either a novel or an algorithmic character or narrative ..) and coz its defined as neither Gaming nor Insurance, the Market (a tax on anything not now immediately in the midst of a transaction) is free to add the Diff. (technically, this is insider trading, but .. (and while trade or Search effectively (anyway, Algorithmically) defines the History of a query as some sort of Adolescent Pash .. the State, that with Narrative Potential (its after all Distraction which protects us from mistakes (the trick then being to define Waiting as a distraction), and as Queueing, you know Numbers, is all so Normative, and coz the only philosophies we have to interrogate this then is knockknock jokes and Debt (you know, NotYet, on a String .. and coz Cause is the Cause Haunts this machine the Subject (and coz It dont do No Vis-a-vis without a Vous (which is just to say that the subject Necessarily defines itself as True, and therefore without an Object (i predict you predict hesheit whatever, .. etcetera .. (so its not so much that she suffers an infected Ideal, nor even that its Conditional, but the model obviously needs to be less than transparent if she wants to be Paid. (which Is of course passive aggressive.) and as knowledge models the idea of, Knowing, and as this production of knowledge is heavily Surveilled (a policing ritual that employs stuff to Mime what it is to know, (which then of course just ups and criminalises the Banal .. so, what does god think of Abstraction? a chicken? i mean i mean what does a Chicken think of abstraction? or, put it another way, can we think of a chicken as a Drug? .. (a Chook Explains the Facts of Life: Context, a that which constitutes Proof, is classically Portable. this is its Efficiency. And, as all efficiencies beg at least One question, Its question is whether its possible to make proof Blush, and the answer to This is surprisingly modest. of Course. i mean proof can only be Embarrassed by abstraction. and this pathological codependence Rhymes (well, actually can you have a codependence that Doesnt rhyme?), and what it rhymes With, is Agreement. this is called the Problem of Friends. and as the subjects experience of itself is always and invariably immature, its last moment is defined as How do you tell that the subject Listens, is indeed you know capable of Change? surely not by asking language to Confess. i mean the subject is already and by Definition the confession of language. (on the other hand, the aspiration to redundancy is what we call Maths, so .. (and what Else can we reasonably expect from language? the Cousin of the subject, Help? i mean as the subject is its Own form of anxiety, an axiom of doubletakes and Functions (my hand the multiplicand), its fair to ask whether the subject is in Any way Desireable. i mean as a Hinge joining the general to the particular, Space would Seem an obvious subject, and all thats then lacking is some Volunteer (as though yes was just a Fractal of no (or as hegel would say, Vice versa), you know, whether a mirror neuron is truly in an infinite regress or just in mere Superposition to its act .. (so, do we have a Distraction for that? .. i mean as the subject is a Local neurosis, a form of adequation to the medium of Yes .. (another way of saying this is that the only articulation or admitted testimony of the subject is the Law, and as the law is that software turns Mortgages (a machine machine interrupt) to Bonds) .. oh, so .. the State, one of the convenient fashions of being Right (fuckin bitch decisionist You turned out to be (and as in Proof, where the exception is a Motive (you know, as if capital was only an Opinion .. i mean the question is only Vicious if it cant cope with either being Formulated or with whatever might be posited Response. and while there are i'm sure Better definitions of Verse .. (like the Real problem of the subject is that its just not subjective Enough? (there is a technical term for this, and its not nice, Credit Default Swap. also known as the Fetish of the Coup. which is of course always more like something else than we would like. gravity and taxes, being the only forces in the universe that can Destroy Information (facts and values being of course only erratically copyrightable, .. i mean if you dont conceive it a subject, doesnt that just mean that you lose? (like as cash is only a Subset of addition,?) .. i mean the Subject is mere the claim that Nothing Happened. and being then moreorless Less, and therefore something Else, Voila, the Art of Value. the name for this project then is, The Object. and while it has all the Voilas of a Readymade, .. i mean howdoyousayTrueinfrench, True? (i mean objects turn out to speak english not so well. in fact quite badly. maybe coz they think of it as a dialect of french. i mean as a form of consciousness, being Known is clearly just bad manners. so having thus determined um to be the sUbject (theres an algebra of pessimists who call this Use), the question remains whether this Includes the victim. i mean as You is the argument that civilians Think (though why the poor would trust english to represent anything but bad breath and dentures .. ), and as thinking Is precisely not Knowing, the victim Is, precisely, Out of Sorts. and as the first set is an empty set and coz any set will Do, (i mean how bourgeois can truth afford to Be? i mean the state wants So to be a set, its almost ready to sell the Rights. (and as objects Too is paused by Points and, Threats (i mean facts is nowt if not hystEric, a bet-and-error module that employs knowledge mainly for effEct .. (and as being Heard changes So the pitch of what might now be Said, and coz the subject is at best, undecIdeable, (and coz this is a weakness of the Object, which thus needs Comforting), the ticket of a map that just cant Wait, .. (theres Me, theres More, and their invErsion, On. any combination will give you One. (further essays on the privatisation of need can be found on the back of .. (memememe, the classic nasal purgative .. )) and as we know the object to be essentially middleClass, a dollardownandadollaraday type standard Generic, how could we reasonably expect its product to be Other then than Beauty? (and as the subject is thus untrue to, to, to .. (well, the principal invention of philosophy is of course Music, so the subject first has the opportunity to, or put it another way, if Redundancy is a form of Consumption, how much Noise can fit on the head of a pin? (and while its dead easy to make a question Come (i mean all you have to do is fuck it, Epileptic little thing that it Is (and lets call logic an attempt to read Everything as poetry (though reason has its own words for wanting to be wrong)), and as an answer but a joke dont yet know how to swipe, and as cash (of course) Rhymes (with whatever the fuck you want it to rhyme), it gets to be capital to Any sentence, a sort of sordid arch Dressup or Country Song, in short, a Style. and as Words (Red, Luck, whatever) are mere the ability to Conjugate (Recognise and conjugate, Preen and conjugate) themselves (you know, words as the early outoftown tryout for a Lens, .. i mean its not by Inventing the Subject did language then learn to ShutUp (though, despite a gobfull of spite and oldair, it can maybe you know, Remember for me (you know, as if the subject was mere a form of Stuttering, a switch that grants itself license to repeat Coz (it Demands) no one paid attention Then. and as language will go down in history as inventor of the slogan Yes, and as musics its Mnemonic, its purveyor of Value, Grace, and coz sight is what they call Invisible (you know, coz Facts .., Anyway, i mean you get the picture, and as its the words Between the words is where the words is (also known as the Song of Surplus Value), and as change is a four letter word for Heaven, and as the dead are condemned to ever live in the Present (Ch Ai N J, See, Four (four, the first cliche to graduate from two, Science, Aesthetics for Minors (i mean the past just a form of Censorship, no? (you know, as in how to use the word Prayer in a sentence without being molested by homeland security)), Anyway, as i was saying, the Tongue, Stiff in the Head .. (gets us back to Taste (as if the pause was but another one of Those .. as in two Twos? .. i guess .. actually i think its more like .. though coz any Like is Fractal, it doesnt much .. (which is of course the definition of Medium. and coz mediums aint but rainyday Models, a particular or branded Absence (not unlike Pity (you know, like that look between a knower and a known (this is called the conspiracy of Induction Deduction It, anyway one of those))), and coz This .. i mean the man who invented the one dollar bill was a fucking Genius. it fits in my hand just So. (pity the same cant be said about the .. (and this IfOnly, this occasional beggared Irrelevance or bad form Awkwardness, this targeted Pause, also Has of course the ability to Learn .. now Thats what I call Surplus Value. (and coz facts think of themselves as Gifts, a dead debt jello on which to float all manner of beds and notyets, little Deafs, (and coz its echo ain but the Epitaph of all thats said, the Rest (as if humming were there the kiss of truth) Is (words being billed as but the legal Negative of voice) (i mean you never heard any what pray in Prose), the Rest, the rest (like any other attempt to create value by scarcity (you know, the failure to explain)), the Rest, the rest, the rest is, left. and as language, the lowtech word for Salvation, ekes across (i mean sense is not yet Nothing (and coz theres no past tense negative for Eke (or anything else (i mean the Word was clearly an Experiment. (and though that doesnt Fully explain the past as a, as a .. it does nominate, What, a Motive? ( .. later, the song was offered up as some sort of perjury, but .. so how, Anything does .. ok. take a number. make it equal to zero. youve just invented string theory. or banking. (it doesnt much matter which.) take away the number you first thought of and, Thats it, Voila, the Past. do that three times a day for six months and then .. and though a late arrival to the sentence, she tried hard to function as a fact. or, Condition .. (as if it were possible for a sentence to say something useful about .. the idea had a ground floor, and a mezzanine. it came fully equipped. the idea had a maid. and toothbrush. the idea was happy. the idea wanted to include you, get you in on the act. the idea was generous beyond measure. the idea was a number. Two. or Three .. it was the sky. it was wanting to borrow a cup of sugar. it was raining .. i mean how Anything can someone Be before you stop taking them seriously? i mean, sure, Colour (or a Lens) is Witness to the object (though not All objects is so easily embarrassed. i mean, take Clouds. or Data. or Karaoke Megadata. i mean To Speak is not Only not To See. (and the object not Only a claim on suicide.) it Is but thoroughly Traumatic. and as Property but an early attempt to Map this trauma (as if there was something inherently shameful about Being an object, the running commentary or Exegesis of what the subject Says. you know, as if the object were but the selfsacrificing Passion of the subject. ( .. here i'd like to put the words alzheimers and Style next to one another, and as english is a commentary on its inability to understand its very Lexicon (the consolation prize for those who really want to be speaking German), and coz Any (i mean only the dead think of time as nonlocal) and coz .. (you know, Meaning as the Ode to Pain Avoidance (you know, Is, the slogan for Does, a sort of licorice allday sucker (i mean its only the thought of quantum entanglement keeps them sadomasochistically Entangled. (i mean phenomenologists is all so, Itchy (, as if scratching was classically Redemptive .. i mean how many ends does it Take? and does it Matter that we're now selling the ecstasy of Patience or some other fascist tourism? i mean facts aint Victims, you know Martyrs to the whim of being Known ( .. though there is of course more than a little pride in this exercise of pathos .. so theres I, you know, what it is to be the Same, and theres Fiction, what it is to be also the same. and as these sames interrogate one the other (which is of course happy for the standards boys, traders in an early form of Broken Yoga), and as the Same is a priveged way of talking about, Whatever, .. Thinking, the Suburbanisation of .. (you know, like death as a rather vulgar escape from dying), and as words aint but Names for words (and as existence but one of the Rhymes, a sort of Nihilist, with Chips, a and as Writing, a sort of Plural Speech, is that makes speech Impossible, (and as a you is its Proof (the latin plupErfect of You (as if you were its Own form of piety .. i mean while its obviously possible to Induce english, its less clear that its what french would call Desireable. (and as the first negative is a Double negative, and as it comes increasing Obvious that descartes was a dud lousy fUck (i mean its clearly generous of the argument to submit itself as an Experience, but, you know, .. i mean is there any More complicit than Addition? (and as negation was sold as a sort of slave or Automatic Witness, we have here the OneTwoThree (actually its more the ABC, OK, the ABC of, Of (my buck is on the pause (which tells you more about the elegance of reason than you ever wanted to know .. too bad. it showed promise. Prosthetic promise, but Promise. (though as language is the demand to speak when Its most Difficult, as language is our measure of the Impossible, this Promise of Humility (you know, the good old thumbsucking Subject) is probably enough (though it probably takes a shrink to conjugate this as a Name, a Bearing Witness, (and as the sole function of grammar is then to dress as Evidence, you know, Work (you know, that which can comprehend Failure, ( .. i mean, it could be worse, we could be trying to do this as Music. (as if music had some innate ability to be the Same. (i mean i could always get my social worker to do it for me. i mean i know for a fact theres nothing more banal than understanding. right now, i'm missing fiction .. but you saId .. What exactly, that i refused to speak English? .. i mean agency is, Interesting, as a bauble, an a la two D virus, but its not like all objects is Saints .. ive been thinking recently of raffling, Relevance, but after some initial (and maybe not too surprising) success, the problem comes ever more obvious, Who or What or How (though never obviously When) does the target actually Know? i mean its not just some karmic Beauty pageant, the little fuckers def gotta pay its Way. i mean otherwise .. i mean by nineteenForty the germans had Already outlawed the quote, Tasteless. now Thats what I call an Alibi. so if the law were to be DisguIsed, what if anything would it come back As, a Rabbit? a Sneeze? i mean we know its not Pork .. the other point is of course, what difference would it Make, though equally obviously any clues to its possible psychology would trade at a premium. i mean its in no way surprising that it was an assistant of davIncis invented double entry Bookkeeping (yeah, the davinci of the Water tax..), and as Art was but the first attempt to copyright Response (though maybe its really the attempt to copyright its Market, a .. i mean the User Experience, the Object, was rescheduled as the Subject, so our punter gets Twice the experience but for the Same low monthly Cost. now Thats a Market. (so, when Facts say other than what they Say they say, we Lie. when Words say other than what they say they say, its Ironic. this then is the proof that theres no such Thing as the Market. (you can of course use the same logic to prove those afflicted with Identity are, and like the Past, Too Big to Fail, and as identity is Technically Impossible (and as half the world speak English), we now know more about media than we bargained for. Voila, again, Surplus Value. (and i always thought Complicit was what farmers did to sheep.) .. Risk, ive been told, is one of the Failures of Language. i mean, Really. so how rich does one have to be before the placebo kicks in? like description would be happier if it were Causal, a sort of Johnny and the Therefores? ( .. you saying johnnys a Placebo? how does missus johnny, or better, johnnys Mum feel about this? its the stupidity After, is the two best things in life .. pause .. actually Longer pause, i mean hypocrisy is Cute and all, but its clearly no outofBody experience, let alOne a superstItion. i mean being Ignorant of the law doesnt yet mean youre condemned to Repeat it. (Understanding, the beginners word for Fucked. (i mean it takes a Cynic to understand the Idea of knowledge (as if the, stone, Whatever, could be more Stupid than Proof. (i mean Maybe we could think of the subject as a Wetspot, so how much art can you squeeze back into the Tube (though Why, isnt art the Better Preservative? (as if the past were but a test .. a sort of Waltztwothree dewey google Query thingymajig, (and as addition is more like the theoryofParties than HowmuchtotiptheHelp, the Past, then, but a cheap form of elegance. it would but be happier if it didnt feel so Stupid. i mean an economy of explanation, i mean Two is just a Style of three. (actually what else could algebra Be, cept Wrong Number? (as if it were possible to know something more, Generous, about ones interlocutOr .. and as the subject takes Instruction (from the market, you know, from the Known (i mean whats it otherwise going to talk abOut? (i mean two aint exactly an Object of three, and coz arts Exactly what its not (i mean as opposed to Credit which just Rents its negative (i mean the witness is always a moment of irony, (i mean you wouldve thought explanation was the Pox the way they Carry on .. i mean i remember .. so the most interesting part of logic, like the most interesting part of Anything, Gossip, is what Hasnt Happened. in other words, its failure to Fact. and as it takes but three minutes for Anything to fact (you buying or selling?), i mean basically facts is Popsongs. which is convenient. at least for Ads. Facts, then, is how stuff Comes (and as it takes at least Two to get her finger out .. and as facts is divided between those that fuck and those that come, between those with their head on a coin (the subject as a moment of Credit (as if a string theory could ever really be a Target) .. so facts but some ritual difference between Sampling and Borrowing, a You with a Me in the air? so what should the fact do if it wants to be understood as an Event? .. well, First, (whats her name, this event, anyway?), first, (and without blushing), first it ought, No, sorry, what did you say? Should, i mean what sort of object would politics like to Be (like the subject could be Other than a moment of fashion)? though data obviously aint Just a theatre of redemption (the viewer as a moment of despair (as if there was embedded there in the, the, whatever, something of a Right to Meaning). (our Innocent Bystander then, is pure Original Sin. and This, after all these years, is what we've Learned from the viewer. just as fucking well. i mean the viewer, the bureaucrat of perspective, the second class Voyeur, has other moments she would Also like to cure. the Object, how the subject gets from here to There (and while its true you were originally something of a Thought experiment (and as the statement but of course already something of a self successful Lens), and as All rhymes are at least Trivially true (kitsch), .. i mean, So? .. (and as fame is the medium par exellEnce, a Mediums medium of, of, i mean how sad is sadness sposed to Be? is that Luck, i mean that its a Formalist? (and if fame Wasnt a formalist, i mean how would you Know? exceptionalism would cease to be the function of the State? and with this, this, Loss of narrative, what filters do we then build to Tweak the Data (i mean apArt from You, Taste? (oh yeah, taste, the good old positivists Suicide,) .. and as the viewer has been more or less Plagiarised .. (i mean this is not an Attention Economy, (i mean you dont tax an infinite regress by buying a fucking mirror) .. unless of course you like to bEt .. and as the voyeur only Appears to be seen, is the witness sold as the Moment of Negation .. i mean its not Such a difficult idea, i mean Price was sold as the negation of Context, to the advantage of all concerned (such that they now publish the price for Free) .. my life as an Ad .. and as everything then is a title for what you Havent Said, the cheapest way out is obviously to be a Cop .. which is why i guess they have Terms and Conditions (i mean its not Exactly the same as being an informer), and as disapointment has seeming lost its, its, you know, like, like, MissyMissy plato and the Sublimations, the, You knOw, the, .. i mean its not sposed to be Too interesting, just .. but when then is it reasonable to Ask? (and while other definitions of the victim may sure be Found (you know, Does it require you to be Said? How much, What?), but none are obviously quite This vicious .. (i mean the past is compulsively, Neurotically unconscious. it thereby denies Any possible intelligence. and as the market is there to convince you that a beginning is Possible .. i mean as language is the argument that its Definitionally Incomplete, (and as sitting is something to, Do, .. (i mean whats more passive, One or Two? (and as meaning is more Apology than, i mean as fat is insomniac for .. i mean Repetition is not a Cure, .. and as a this, This, is notyet This, (and is clearly not polluted yet by Truth), .. and as the Private (or that legal madness we Celebrate as private), the portrait of irrelevance, .. and as repetition the most Charming form of silence, .. so who was the fuckwit invented Time? Talk about .. i mean its the Gift invents the, i mean Yous but the fucking Loophole .. (like theres data going around somewhere muttering to itself something about Your number as my Salvation? .. wouldnt that be maybe better as a Song? and as participation in the law is invariably Innocent (unless of course the object is to prove the law as Tech), and as laws the argument against Perspective, as law has no comprehension of Addition, Price, and as the Ambition of the law is to Self Incriminate, to Witness, the Target then is the best that can be Had .. and you want Narrative with that? i mean i seen better definition off of a Plate .. and as theft is the eternal Potential Witness .. (i mean the accidents a Resource, no? (.. darwinian fucking twat.. (actually, just thinking about another of those context gums, CircumstAntial shit, .. (and its in this Delimiting of Interest then that the factory .. i mean .. in other words, you can clock On, or Note the Eternal Return, but you cant Both. ( .. i mean the beauty of the fact is that the victim got there First. its one of the true moments of justice. and as price is the argument that .. i mean its only the Fact calls the subject Sadist. so i Guess its possible to think of the object as an act of kindness .. i mean given the choice, the object inclines against inertia. its the Object then, is the invention of Politics .. and as the subject is Transparent, Comfortable even .. (and as the writers but the Broken Leg of the reader ..), and as .. (i mean the subjects not a Guarantee (and most specifically not a guarantee of Knowledge .. (it Is but a serious player of the knowledge Effect, the rhyme is, Therapeutic for the word. which is just as bloody well. twodown fouraccross, suffers from psychosomatic inclinations. wants to be stroked. so how do you get from here to Hostage rental? as in ItsalwaysmorepolitetobeConfused? or is it more like the Condemnedtobeingenthusiastic confusion of the compulsive Witness? i mean as far as habits Go, the subject is obviously the most .., the most, i mean could the subject look maybe less like, Blackmail, you know, maybe less like music, less like a Filter, and more like the fucking Score (the parenthetical theoreticals, the B girls ( .. so how do you teach a habit to bEg? and for a fact to be defacto, does it have to deal in Cash? .. and as the object is an Action (an Empty action (its Empty)) and thus Transferrable, its something something None the Less. (and coz repetition is most like, Repetition .. the Fact and the Search for the Third Curator, part six. and coz you is what internalise your effect (or, maybe better, coz the State is what internalise Its effect .. and as Negation was the initial Addition (which is a handy little definition of elegance), it Too gets to be blessed by Stuff (one Two one Two and the Double Negatives) though of course the only really Interesting word is Yes .. so, what Would jesus do, american express? (why, you the Patron this event? One, an event. one Plus one, an event is not a tautology. one Plus one Plus one, something Looks like capital .. and as the object begs Forgiveness (for what, for forgiving You? (i mean an image but is also somewhat of a Stunt (i mean as a measure of perspective, the word And is pretty Light, doesnt quite cut it as a Subject .. (and as fourninetyfive is not really subject to Refutation .. Decision. Addition. anyway, Synthetic addition .. suspicious as always of the Sayable, the tongue took pleasure where it may. this then was the invention of salt. thats Funny. i always thought the .. i mean if the subject were Obese .. Narrative i mean only looks like narrative if youre not There .. the Words, anyway, were never the same again. so Something happened. (.. and coz this Crystal, this Medium, or Object, this breeder of Facts (and Pasts, dont forget Pasts, i mean the Left always has the Potential to Fail to be the Right (i mean its not limited to the potential to fail to be the Left, (and as you is but a Local condition (and as facts Obsess the trivial (and clearly not all accidents is Fictions .. though what would it really take for Identity, lets say, to be a Medium? the vague possibility of fucking Up?, and as Trivial but the (real) unit for Work, Symptom one of the (classic) ponzi Presents, compromise .. There, its been Said .. the beauty of, Compromise .. (i mean what was the last time matter was Deduced? .. the Past then, is not Free (as if words were mere a Scaling issue .. some sort of Scaled Inertia .. (so while humans manage Six degrees of separation, the brain itself runs Thirteen? .. i mean while synapse one through four is Poetry, and five through seven is, Flower Arranging, after That .. then you get a bunch of fait accomplis which you can then lego together as a Prize ( .. anyway, at least a, Stake (Blackbox, Blackbox, i wanna be a Blackbox). and as at least One of these Implies, memory is of course an Instrument. of Pathos, Luck .. Latin. and other limmericks. it wants to be happy. but just as the mad are Useful, .. i mean if words were more like, Words, itd be def more Fun. mind you, theyd have to be more or less Findable, Falsifiable, not just some morose smirk of dulls and Numbers, all tits, fits and Gullibles, .. Occasionals .. (so much for Redundancy. (used to be a doityourself Witness, Now more a mediocre decadent realism, a clap clap clap .. (deconstruct That. (deconstruction, a slow bully messiness, .. you know, the insider parasite, (i mean i know theres sposed to be a veritable factory or Bank of differences between parasite and Idealist, but maybe i just wasnt paying attention. One, a Name is a Medium. translAting the name, gives us a name Plus, Residuals (residuals, latin for Noise (whence the confusion noise and Stupidity ..)). Two, .. (i mean itd be nice if One could take the role of, Object, .. the Object Effect? LadeDa and the Trajectories? ( .. you me and the pet Accidents? and like the impossible vase, does the cunt hold water upside dOwn. (i mean how high is Up? (and maybe just a Little busted .. though def cracked in the right pla-ce .. (i mean given half a chance, (you knOw, like Beauty is just that which .. (as opposed to What, that old hypnotic fingering that gives the tech some sort of self to come Home to? (Fiction, pluminthemouth Diction, (i mean whats a positivist like you doing with this bunch of losers, anyway, Winning? and while agreement (you know, Rhythm, populist Revenge) has the advantage of being tactically Modest, its also (and obviously) completely unReasonable, so (though it always Seems to get its way) it Sulks (i mean who knew Yes to be so, Petulant, so absolutely Pityable? i mean what do facts Do to fall so helplessly In Love? (and Then, where do they find the exit? (as if by throwing words at it, an explanation could be made more somehow, Beautiful. (i mean it only has to exist long enough to be accEssible to meaning, and not really any lOnger. i mean what then does rhythm do to the idea of Addition? i mean you cant Add the Same. i mean the, two Twos, have to be different ifn theys going to acquisitively Stick, otherwise the word Same dont mEan shit. (interestingly enough, we knew That. i mean thats why we invented P'lice. and as fact is pretty much the history of the Present (and as cash is then its Def (i mean, its not its Rhyme)), and as .. i mean getting someoneelse to say it For you (i mean This is Rhyming), is what the germans then call idEal. i mean i mean Language was just a way of Coping, you knOw, therapy for those without a Dog, and as logic was invented for those who cant afford a Plumber (and as Juries were condemned to doing pushups in the Sand (scuse me sir but the lady she is gone ..)), and as two but the betrAyal then of three (which is not as bad as it Seems, i mean the first poem was probably Here,Boy, .. (and as one language but a dull version of, another, and as All poems but a dull version of a Dog, and as like is to Like as two is to Add, and as, Thats enough. we really should be talking about someth .. you know, like how to use the word Yes in a sentence, how to say Poor, how to say Scab, Wank (which means i guess we're talking apes or sapiens (i mean sapiens are pretty much defined by their ability to minister theirselves)), How to know what we're talking abOut, how to say, i mean if you diddle a fact by writing it, does it Come? (i mean not All facts have opposable thumbs .. (though if the walls could speak we'd like incarcerate their arse as part of the homeland security copyright act), and as, You knOw, and as .. does it Matter? i mean it Puns, right? and as Walking, the constant shuffling between dimensions, is inherently unstAble, it has a D all to itself (number TwoandaHalf), which basically functions as a finders fee (for lost keys, cats, dogs and other profits .. (it is afterall specific to Humans, and chickens, Dinosaurs .. i mean Fish, Worms, those at one with their environ didnt Accidentally not invent Pocketwatches, or Bingo or those other onanistic delights apple is constantly trying to flog, you know, that with the psychic halflife of a Dither, (which of course then begs the question of whether this is necessarily Fatal to Duration .. (you mean death is, Prosthetic? .. (well, if pain is an Alibi .. you know, like Enlightenment, or one of those other Fractals of indifference .. (and as credit tells you more about music than you ever wanted to Know, and as there are those things like Facts that need to be said either badly or Too Often (after all truth is a matter of Elegance, no? (i mean, its only the elegantly inclined who want to define wisdom as a comprehension of bad Taste), and as logic so Depends on what it suspects you Think of it, as it neurotically awaits some Any Feedback, as its but a fashionable technIque (i mean given enough monkeys and typewriters we could i'm sure teach logic how to Beg .. (further imitations of the possible can be found in questions of the Weather, Etcet, erA .. (though just coz you is now my Failure, doesnt give you license to Queue. and as time ain but product, a Cringe, a .. and as any and all stigmata need to be triAngulated before they can hope to ever be a Fact (Facts, stigmata that can Count (anyway, to Three)), and .. and as knowledge but a form of Bad Luck, Teaching, the mannererd mourning of the Fact, (karmic data with a maudlin chaser (, Beer)), (and as Price but a machine mass produces Loss, and as theres Nothing, BuggerAll in science which is more than Ten years Old .. i mean pimps informers is One thing, but .. i mean no ones Taught facts how to even Wipe. and as logic but a placeholder for someone you dont Know, a fetish Witness to your Ignorance (though who says its only the Target stops when the cop yells out Hey You? (i mean while a question dresses nicely as a Contract, an Answer aint ever but a Threat. the Gift of the List. no, dont smile, someone actually Invented this. the List, they Said, doesnt Communicate. it Administers. Seriously, they actually Say this, and as your service provider has your Demographic, Income orientation, your taste and Credits, you get your own private ads for apple or Ford or, Milk. i mean Officially theyre Ads, i mean you Pay for them. Formally, of course, theyre Poems. (data, the classic fucking screensaver. so how does an instrumentalist distinguish Facts from, Actions, Gossip? i mean its Interesting. i mean spam .. i mean music is just Phishing without a Box, and jokes are particularly UnLearnable, so .. i mean Facts is not an uninteresting prOject .. i mean a computer ain but Counterfeit fact. you know, like, Cheese. (and as feedback is one of the Prettier gadgets (coz it always comes dressed in the Past, duh (though it Does condemn the product to being Filed as Art) .. sorry .. i mean what wouldve had to have happened for the christ story to have been a Tragedy? what wouldve had to have happened for the abraham story to be a Passion? .. (and if theyd been done in English? like some blackbox market niche is the present then of course the verdict of the past. its just that we hadnt expected the dog to be the plaintiff. and though the word wanted desperately to be admitted to experience, it was tactically smart enough to take the job as proffered, that is, an Ad, and .. (which is exactly how punctuation learned to dance, by understanding baptists as OpportUnities .. logic plays paranoia like a violIn. which would be enough to ask for your money back if you didnt have other reasons for auditioning this, Thing. and while your surveillance put my kids through College, its not like this library of intercepts could be formally construed as Odds. i mean its called Intelligence for a Reason. and while the laundering of monies is a fun zen exercise, its obviously Benign (a DIY benign, but suicide nonetheless. (Christian facts, lets hear it for Christian fa .. in the world of objects, its reasonable to think of a name as a Spy. anyway a Gift. just as in the world of events its reasonable to think of a name as a, Spy, or gift. Feedback it turns out is totally bourgeois. there are no bourgeois Targets. so a job is a secret. which is how its distinguished from art. the Job but, is also a pretty fair take on Science, you know, that old sunday school attempt to blackmail facts into doing exactly what they want, (and as beauty is that allows facts to reincarnate as Data, (you know, Price, Forgery (the product of the useful idiot who dreams theres some sort of dif between the two. (that Details is also likely Autistic is .. sometimes i wait for my brain to do my thinking for me, but then i remember you.