| 11-12-01
Hellooooooo America. Americanski. You there, Americanian. Go go gadget American. Gadget American, the rather fine new superhero from Marvel Comics. Boy, he's a badass with those gadgets! He'll multi-task your fuckin' face into his fist. He'll Blackberry, scan and burn your sorry CDRom shaped ass into a mega-pixel digital snap-shot right to the groin. This is one bad-ass yuppie guy. Seriously. Look out for him. He'll uh sue you. Or call his Congressman. Or somethin'. Nah. He wouldn't do that. We are gadget Americans, aren't we? We love our gadgets. Computer, PDA, cell, DVD, MP3, penis dionizer, dandruff meltiplex, spermatophoton pistol. Is it ever interesting to just read words? One after the next. No matter what they mean? Even when they go nowhere. Recognizable thoughts. Are words beautiful? Do they have a taste? Is typography brainwashing? Kant felt that the human mind requires preconceived categories in order to make sense of the flux of external experience. Human knowledge depends on forms of intuition (spa[ ]ce and time) and categories of understanding (rules, if you will). All things exist only in our mind. All forms of understanding are universal and involuntary. Why do we see people at skin level? All things are conscious. Sensations You hear the phrase, "My beautiful baby." You touch the edge of a knife, but only gently. You close your eyes, and smell a fine Merlot. You taste an over-ripe banana. You see the point of fear. The buzzzzzzzzzzzzz The light crossing into dark, and the dark crossing into light. The moment occurs. Dared for but avoided. Imagined. Thought to be imagined. Never knowing for sure. Is half the fun. Feelings are seductive. They draw the body out of its shell The object attracts the body gravitationally. Presses and reforms the shape. Atoms mingle. Electrons, quarks, charmed particles leaping in and out of each other's space The same. Very different. Alive. |
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