content warning: brief pornographic imagery, body horror Beware woman: her wind bilocates lights lusts Her wind bifurcates human flesh as fire fluid flams and fluid flies frequent floors folk punk pigeons (Handsome Family’s Tesla’s Hotel Room – my muse’s last inspiration Nicola Tesla in the hotel New Yorker nurses sick pigeons by the open window) My flesh folds enfolds light locusts and locust locusta lustre woman Lustre woman locusta lurches that which the palmerworm hath left hat the locust eaten, and that which the locust hath left the cankerworm eaten, and that which the cankerworm hath left the caterpillar eaten (In Hebrew, from different names for locust – roughly, biters, swarmers, hoppers (?), devourers) She eats entire earth She eats earth entirely eldritch ekstasis and Christina bites benjamin blubber bits, a sacred or mythological form of sexual cannibalism (the animals, usually female, cannibalizes its male prior to, during, or after mating) As early Christians cannibalized Christ in a sexual frenzy, the frenetic this is my flesh, so too Christina bites benjamin awin ozone organ orgiastic Locust porneia bifurcated fornication vulgar locusts participate in gonzo pornography, the swarm of insect god gangbangs Locust Woman bites swarms hops devours disintegrates lights desert (I mistake her lights for unidentified flying objects and secret military aircraft / aurora project black budget) Locust Woman bites thrash metal battery electric chair benjamin, and she scavenges internal organs scattergories stone skipping my kidneys Whorl Woman clusters woman cells and tissues and Taryn partakes in my organ theft, a thriving kidney or liver black market wall market crossdressing cloud of unknowing ornery opposites open opposition orange my body operations She dissects my tissues carefully and then hastily messy as armed forces close in on illegal pockets blood packets She dissects my tissues haphazardly mercenaries bid for my body architectura performance art patron appetites Woman clusters death and the compass and I cross circles cartesian coordinates a disaster dualism / no duality but woman and no duality only woman Woman clusters kingdom kingdoms caverns Christianities / I am many Christians Pomegranate clusters chrysalis cobweb kingdoms / contrasts conflicts coordinates Pomegranates cluster cocoon kingdom condominiums / contrasts conflicts projections the map says we’re fucked The map says christie front drive mineral smoke cylinders cemetery cosmetics I carefully select my make-ups and masks / I cover clandestine secret Christians and children of men clack CHOPPING MALL where shopping costs you an arm and a leg! The Gothic God clusters human bodies spontaneous human combustion celluloid nitrate burning down wizard warehouses The Gothic God clusters holy ghosts haunter Christianities and enthusiastically possessed Christina plays hold of me polar bear prophecy (the preface to his under-performed play gives an important manifestation of french romanticism: there are no rules or models) (I have unconscious rules but my conscious model is sacred scripture: the Christian Bible with Catholic canon, the Nag Hammadi Library, the Zohar… these models display an explicit dialogic engagement with texts and traditions, a multiplicity and heteroglossia) (my brain manifests ram ruby rhizome: connection heterogeneity any point connected to any point out of necessity) Woman clusters concerts concertos tenor saxophone colossus I improvise gods genera logias modal harmony el elyon locrian (the theme of the second movement of Hindemith’s Symphonic Metamorphoses of Themes by Carl Maria von Weber, 1943, alternating sections in mixolydian and locrian modes, ending in locrian) El Elyon lives locrian because I experience no home nor resolution, but only revelation of revolution (six flags magic mountain’s revolution featuring the first modern vertical roller coaster loop) Woman clusters crowcrane horror movies and I undergo extreme body modification under her scalpel scapula / bone saws and carved blood canvas three-dimensional gore-o-rama She tints my tissues darker blood teenage premarital sex turpentine (An entire town bathed in pulsating human blood! Madmen crazed for carnage! TWO THOUSAND MANIACS! Gruesomely stained in blood color!) Gruesome stains church windows with benjamin blood red ice baths for baptisms Red runs every where every woman circular ruins and ruins regurgitate grey matter clusters and God sprinkles brains by drive-by cinnamon before devouring / drowning man two thousand maniacs and two thousand tickets from arcade skeeball battalion baguette bayonet Watcher Woman clusters human cells and tissues, tissues torpor textures and textures tickle tissues talk tallow I wrap around her torso my body segmented hook-and-ladder (the most frightening thing about Jacob Singer’s nightmare is that he isn’t dreaming JACOB’S LADDER) I often dream and behold a ladder set up on earth, and the top of it reaches to heavens, and behold the angels of Elohim ascending and descending on it… The Ladder and Stairway remakes and recreates Tower of Babel The Woman Babalon begets strange blessings / blunt force trauma twelve-bar blues (The famous ladder an image of vertical movement, messengers passing between heaven and earth, and the vertical deepens desert vision, the horizontal movements of history, biography, magic language, and god grammar…) Ladder light locust labyrinth Ladder light locust lobsters / crustaceans swarm the library Ladder lipstick pistol bullets bastard gods panthera poiesis (the episode provides an etiology for the northern cult site at Bethel and reaffirms God’s promise, a promise that presupposes the renunciation of family ties…) I wander ladder and I wander woman tabernacle composed of human tissues tissue wilderness Ladder overlaps wilderness washboard and wailing gutbucket bottle rhythms ascending and descending (a surprising order, perhaps implying that communication with heaven initiates from below) From below, bereshit, and from below, benjamin, and I begin blessingway and prayer paperclip I begin multiply different, the difference in bodies textures and tissues, and her torso torpedoes my torso tadpole yard trimmer tortoise Her torso tenors turnaround and torso, taryn torque and torsion I wrap around her torso my body segmented hook-and-ladder expanding circular patterns / whorl around whorl and whorl worship whorl Whorl wrap wind water whorl explodes circle glass exploding circle, and I whorl circles within circles awake in water I awake in water and woman shoves an ice cream scoop into my gut, and my guts taste like butter pecan ice cream Whorl Woman arranges leaves sepals petals stamen carpals My body corporeal cartilage crests cusp metacarpal metatron and I wrestle (early commentators identified the man Jacob wrestled with not only as God but also the guardian angel of Esau, the Kabbalistic Metatron, the Holy Spirit, the archangel Michael… Modern readers have seen him as an embodiment of Jacob's own fear, or appealing to the story’s mythical substance, as a river numen who guards the ford…) I wrestle real the very real radial rabbit and radial rubber / Kiev Rus rushes surround sound lilies or taco wrap stem stem stalk a subtil shimmer I wrestle the ladle lentils leaves and leaves layer liquid incest (I laugh liquid nonlinear and non-euclidean earth emits travis picking transmission / no solar system but alter other dimension) (Dimensional desert disintegrates my flesh into fresh foliage, a scent mimicking Darren Aronofsky’s The Fountain; I fear fountain waters between the Red One in Liber Secundus and behold – oh miracle – my green garments everywhere burst into leaf) I know many green gods the palm tree garden gallows gnosis (a foliate head in the shape of an acanthus leaf: a corbel supporting the Bamberg Horseman, Bamberg Cathedral, Germany, early 13th century) Green gods gather palm tree garden and I graph write wrestling green Branches and vines sprout from my mouth and nostrils, and the branches bear pomegranates or plums (I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold) My body bridges or branches foliate head disgorging head bloodsucker head and vegetation sprouts from all my facial orifices / tear ducts, nostrils, mouths, ears (sculpture of green man in ruins of Hatra, modern Iraq, 2nd century) Whorl Woman arranges archaic human bones (I just learn Australopithicus is not classified as an archaic human; rather the term archaic human refers to the categorization of several Homo species that emerged around 300,000 years ago and included such groups as Homo neanderthalensis, Denisovans, Homo heidelbergensis, Homo naledi, Homo hablis, and others) (Homo rhodesiensis, “Broken Skull Cranium,” dated to 324,000 to 274,000 years ago) She arranges archaic ancestors and three bones architect apartments tetris lego kenex erector sets and the femur slow flexes female The feminine femur bone fields further and bone floods human Bone floods the previous human as Enoch walked with YHVH and then he was no more because YHVH took him, and Enoch transforms his bone blood birch metatron and lesser YHVH (Babylonian traditions also report that some individuals – e.g. Emmeduranki, Etana, and Adapa – were taken up to heaven by god… Later Jewish traditions speculated at length on Enoch’s travels) Femur in female flux finds flayed jack jackal skulls, helical humans and humans double helix feral hogs hospice / hogs devour dreams desert dreams Female femur hydrogens human hell and she arranges leaves lancet sepals sewer seepage vampire stake stamens crayon carpals and I write femur resurrection and female resurrection (in this example the perianth is separated into a calyx (sepals) and corolla (petals)) (Tetramerous flower of Ludwigia octovalvis showing petals and sepals) Her femur flowers new flesh / all hail the new flesh spews frog fog and her femur amphibians ambidextrous dime novel dexter destro serial killers / I crop cortisone chrysanthemum passing through the arms of moloch (after blooming, the sepas of Hibiscus sabdariffa expand into an edible accessory fruit) Her femur flowers uninterruptible flows flooding blood moon malchut menses Infinite flows black fire on white fire, and flows break burst beast everywhen where woman, and flow flowers deep desert dreaming Woman liverwurst inflamed intestines piccolos my diverticulitis bleeding hell hemorrhoids / halitosis endoscopes my body falls apart as the mundane Woman melted wax woodchops the carpenter Christ into bloody corpse corpus christi and I listen to Jeff Buckley’s cover of Benjamin Britten’s Corpus Christi Carol: Lu li lu lay lu li lu lay the fallen hath bourne my male away Woman boll weevils wyvern vertical vision, and the vertical ladders horizontal fusion of horizons / an elaborate hazing hobbled hell traces dances deserts and she strips my decals benjamin naked My nudity nudges near naked name and name fire of the desert flame of the dreaming, and I slow speak her name Taryn Antiterra Tetragrammaton Whorl Woman whoremongers machine monsters and Asia as werewolf wetwork assassinates reactionaries Asia Rain boxes me welterweight Sugar Ray Robinson and I drink her raw water whigmaleerie and she works flare shutter flat slime surface and water surface / I swim in her slime stamen structures
Month: July 2023
Bone Locusts Lurk In Hell
content warning: body horror, pornographic imagery Hajek septum chisel with a sharp edge used for bone scraping and cutting and the long shaft makes it easier to reach deeper bones Chisel contacts a coefficient of friction and coefficient of weirdness arche arachnid counterpoint scorpions and chisel charlottes composite chymistry I climb Christina’s chisel karakoram: I summit Christina’s chisel eldritch abomination, an abomination of desolations (the desolation resembles an empty spider exoskeleton) The chisel chitins stainless steel chainmail but Christina’s chisel charges godfire and cooks my skin into chitlins Christina racks reach deeper bone bile blow-up pus flat patch worms purge bone / my bone disappears Water dissolves my bone and woman disintegrates my bone book birds Woman disintegrates my bone and she demonstrates weird whirlpool a coefficient wyrd wall caffeine and my mind drifts transparent bone turnpike (I listen to Thursday’s Turnpike Divides: It’s alright, counting city lights where the turnpike divides… I like Thursday lyrics I say. I like Justin Bieber’s lyrics, says Christina. You were in my dreaming taking professional nude horror photos, I say. That sounds badass. Is that a thing?! Probably. I have seen some zombie pornos. Horror makes its way into everything. “fuck me so hard your dick falls off.”. Yeah. Sexy stuff, right? No, wait! Something about fucking brains out! I have seen some amateur porn too with like, a dude encountering a crazy demon girl! Is she stuck in a dryer? No. it was a spookky foresssstttt. Hot. I’m surprised someone hasn’t adapted the Divine comedy as a porno yet. You could have different circles of sex in the Inferno. You could have sex with angels and Beatrice in Paradiso. You’d thrive in the porn biz! says C. You’ll have to dumb down the language though. Change Beatrice to Betty. No, no, you enter a new era of pornography like how Baz Luhrmann did Romeo and Juliet. You update the settings, keep the language. And up the dongs, says C. Dongs are cool. Everyone loves dongs! I say.) (Here in this sunlight lung of a borough there is no sunlight, the sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room distant and incoherent businessman hang themselves. Christina laughs. Why are you laughing at this serious business? Thursday is like the AP History kid who thinks he’s an authority on racial issues, says C. You were an AP history kid. That’s why I know the type! What are your thoughts on Glassjaw’s first album? I say. It probably reflects most people’s subconscious feelings towards women. I like that album a lot. Does that mean I hate your guts? You bought me that album. Does that mean you’re a self-hating woman? Of course! We live in a patriarchal society. I just try to chip away a little at a time. Well I love you as a woman – I love you as a female Christ who leads me to my Cross. You probably love me 76 cents on the dollar you love the male Christ, says C) Christina, I love you more than the male Christ I love the Woman more than Yahweh I listen to Thursday and although Christina’s critiques play apt, I feel a close kinship to their lyrics: an attempt at a kind of cathartic poetry, a raw or honest attempt at poetry, and I too attempt a variety in the raw and the cooked / Luciano Berio’s Sinfonia Spinal fusion chisel ideally designed for spinal surgeries, a unique design that provides access to inner bone area Unique: I remember this tongue twister from the Whim-Wham Book – say Unique New York five times fast Unique knocks gnosis the septum chisel separating at the nasal cavities and Ms. Frizzle and the Magic School Bus explore various body interiors: bloodstreams, blood marrows, digestive tracts, and the explored person explodes in a blood shower when the bus accidentally de-miniaturizes My spine spills blood as a garden spike and spine spike spools distaff and spindle finely threaded skull and tank teeth My spine as spigot spiders flows the mess of dental flesh complex odontoma traffic cones (Through the use of piezoelectricity, piezoelectric ultrasonic bone surgery may be more time consuming than the traditional method but seems to reduce post-operative bleeding and associated complications) The burden of the desert of the sea sins surgical steel and surgical sorcery (It’s amazing how much Christians hate trigonometric functions, am I right? I say. That took me a minute, says Asia) The burden of the desert of the sea sins stranger shaman and shaman strategies, and she grammars my mind scorched earth earth elbow emissions I inhale large quantities of carbon monoxide I sin heavily heavy metals and she wounds me for their transgressions; she profanes me for their transgressions as Sabbatai Sevi, and I submerge in the abyss of apostasy I sin heavily heavy metals the marriage of heaven and hell, and mary ash astonied at me, my visage to marred more than any man, and my form more than the sons of men (the figure of the “suffering servant” had an inestimable influence on the development of Christianity, providing a way for the earliest Christians to explain the scandal of a crucified messiah) I sin in scandal and scandal interrupts the revolutions and earthly messianic kingdoms / Christ crucified a stumbling stone sublimated into a heavenly to-come and eventual parousia Sabbatai Sevi apostatizing and delaying the messianic soul and spark from establishing the Kingdom and AMIRAH’s death also provides or produced another parousia (If Sabbatai Sevi is dead, you best find another God) (I do not find another god but I yoke myself to a polytheistic Yahweh / Yahweh KRYSXTRYN and Asia Rain Yahweh) The Ball Shem Tov peered down and saw the place Sabbatai Sevi had landed was on the same pallet as Jesus (But on the fourth night I cried, to journey to Hell means to become Hell oneself, writes CG Jung in Liber Novis I split the spirit and journey to Hell and I orgasm Hell) I commune with Jesus Christ and Sabbatai Sevi in Hell I church in Hell last supper upper room raw unction melting messiahs I construct cross cathedral cross Hell intersections and I heretic hell home Christ and AMIRAH hallucinogenic happening / I journey frightfully muddled and interwoven Interwoven Interwoven whorl woman needles arches loops intervals and Woman venipunctures my vision interwoven intravenous hell (plain whorl woman accidental whorl woman double loop whorl woman peacock eye woman composite woman central pocket loop whorl woman and she whirls whirling wild configurations / spectacular specular skeletons) I harbor additive hell Yahweh of Hosts and Sabbatai Sevi Sabaoth sifts Book of Sand silt serpents Hermaphrodite Hell and Homoerotic Hell housekeeps horned hummingbirds and they ruby hell’s hundreds layers a principle of original horizontality (layers of sediment originally deposited horizontally under the action of gravity) I analyze folded and tilted strata: I study folded and tilted texts and texts texture hell blonde Taryn I often layer texts as stretched and translated sediment, and I tread the Book as geology transitioning into prehistory into human harvest (Permian through Jurassic stratiography of the Colorado Plateau area of southeastern Utah as an example of original horizontality) Horizontal Hell body horror havoc Horizontal Hell body horror nonsense honeys absurd acid mine drainage acid and metalliferous drainage and rock drainage My body drains dovetail joints impossible puzzles or lament configurations (I inhabit hellraiser and the hellbound heart / explorers, in the further regions of experience; demons to some, angels to others) (I rewrite the work of George Bataille: I desire a mystical writing writhing woman materialism) Whorl Woman writhes horizontal hell and the very hellish human / Son of Man and Child of Humanity crucified Christ and I share in the horrific body and the radically immanent body in blood on Cross many Crosses and Christians crucify me upside-down deconstruction-in-desert (I thought I’d gone to the limits… I hadn’t… the Cenobites gave me an experience beyond limits… pain and pleasure indivisible) Waste Land Woman wolverines horizontal hell and hell certainly has layers and concentric circles, mirroring very Ein Sof and very tzimtzum shattering of the vessels Each easels emanations original horizontality and original ouroboros Rounded tan domes of Navajo sandstone layered red Kayenta Formation Cliff-forming vertically joined red Wingate Slope-forming, purplish Chinle formation layered, lighter-red Moenkopi sandstone white-layered Cutler formation sandstone) Formations figurine female and seafoam feminine The female field hastes prophetic time in play Street Fighter II Turbo Hyper Fighting, and she does not fight hell but prophesies through to Hell holophrastic polysynthetic polytheism Heterokaryon Hell helioscopes helios helicopters and mass mycelium split sponge sponges spongy bone bastard genealogies and every god generates a genealogy Every god generates multiple contradictory genealogies and the gods ghost its own table of generations / I always-already belong to the Seed of Cain The Serpent Seed and Serpent Slime birth me secret she shared circular saws almost-dismemberment Hodgetria Hell hares cool hangouts and I drink deep discontinuation and deconstruction and from woman flows absolute waste and excess expenditure I drink deep dialectical debauchery and I hellgranite aqueous suspensions aqua regia It resins universal solvent centered earth and earth disappears in the gold of earth Hodgetria Hell hadiopos Taryn Theotokos Hodgetria Hell hemorrhages hyperboloid bodies and I almost stretch my spine spike into cobweb catenaries (a chain hanging from points forms a catenary) (free-hanging overhead power lines form a catenary) (The silk on a spider's web forming multiple elastic catenaries) I lay my body down suspension bridge cables cobblestone her hell holy hag hang Hyperbolic Hell overboils blossoming tortured bodies and bodies submerged in Lake of Fire by a vengeful Yahweh (medieval illustration of hell in the Hortus delicairum manuscripts of Herrad of Landberg, about 1180) I explore Hell with Jesus Christ and Sabbatai Sevi and the Besht states that Sabbatai Sevi had a spark of Messiah, and Sabbatai caught him in his snare… She snares me hellish swarm and I laugh with locusts and I often copy the Locust Prophecy from the Book of Joel because its image and imagining of locusts invokes within me ancestral memory (Dust Bowl migrants / first planters in the Fertile Crescent) Locusts lester leaps in large tenor saxophone intervals and I lick little light locusts, bebop licks with horror movie soundtracks What the cutter has left, the locust has devoured; what the locust has left, the grub has devoured, and what the grub has left, the hopper has devoured (The Hebrew terms translated “cutter, locust, grub, and hopper” are of uncertain meaning; they probably designate stages in the development of the locust) The locust swarm completes disaster The locust swarm swims the swarm of bodies and cartilage / bone melt and breast milk merchants the Locust terrifies as Taryn Toon Town Towers and locusts surround toon town tupperware Locusts (derived from the vulgar latin locusta, meaning grasshopper) various species of short-horned grasshoppers in the family Acrididae that have a swarming phase… No taxonomic distinction made between locust and grasshopper species: the basis for the definition is whether a species forms swarms under intermittently suitable conditions (millions of swarming Australian plague locusts on the move) (a desert locust ovipositing in sand) Locusts lurk in Dreaming and when I dream apocalypse, I dream the locust I dream swarms sprawl locusts, locusts in florid species counterpoint and everything I prophesy engaged in the complex polyphony of Christ-Christina corpus book corpses book corpses incomplete always-incomplete but in perpetual process I prophesy in perpetual process and locusts plague the dreaming Locusts plague me as Yahweh Pestilence and from his smoke came locusts on earth, and they were given authority like the authority of scorpions on earth Locusts lurch scorpion scraps and the shepherd strikes the flock scatters The shepherd prophesies and she too transfers blessing blessing bereshit prophet to me, benjamin behemoth The plague of monstrous locusts evokes the terrors of invading cavalry (perhaps a reference to the Parthians, an Iranian dynasty that ruled from Mesopotamia to India, at war with the Romans from the first century BCE to the second century CE) Christina as cavalry invades queer into Christian colonialism and I hide among crypto-gnostics I swarm gay among crypto-gnostics and crypto-sodomites and my queer Christianity lives locust library and locust labyrinth, multicellular Christianities and circulating Christianities (the vision of Locusts suggests Joel 1-2, which according to Jerome, the Jews interpreted historically: the four armies of locusts successive invades Assyria, Persian, Greek, and Roman… Here the locusts probably indicate the Parthians… Another suggestion: locusts symbolize spiritual torments inflicted by demons) Christina as cavalry invades my vision archaea armies alleys acidic slime / her snow in water waste lands Whorl Woman clusters human cells tissues towers locusts and locusts lock lateral lamina horns Locusts have formed plagues since prehistory and Ancient Egyptians carved locusts on their tombs and they are mentioned in the Iliad, the Mahabharata, and the Bible (Before he died, Dr. Clarence Lushbaugh was asked, who had given him the permission to move and distribute eight pounds of Cecil Kelley around the country, he replied, God gave me permission) (Not sure I’d trust much what Yahweh says and does: perhaps that unknowable something – either the emanation from the Left or Nathan of Gaza’s Thoughtless Lights or the eruption and rebellion of the Divine Feminine – contaminates Yahweh and Yahweh contradicts Yahweh Yahweh arrives incomplete in dreaming Yahweh dreams Yahweh incomplete and the shattering of the vessels map the Godhead’s own shattering and fracturing and all is exile I exceed exile and I meditate with this partial and fragment Yahweh, and when I write the Book, I journey towards my own apotheosis and the Godhead’s own impossible completion / the marriage of heaven and hell) Whorl Woman wicked wedge locusts and Yahweh brought an east wind upon the land all that day and all that night, and when morning came, the east wind had brought the locusts Whorl Woman winters wind wrapped around chaos monsters and I mime with monsters masquerade monitor lizards / iguana incarnation and incarnation iguanadon Christ’s thumb spike gores my eyes and splinter woman zombi dismemberment and disfigurement Her locusts coffin monstrosities, the abomination of subterranean Christian catacombs and Taryn Taft Tiamat consumes most of the green vegetation whatever her swarm body lands Wind wings weird wind woman and her worlds world war locusts / desert locusts in copulation Wind warms waves wyrd wind woman and her whorls prophecy sacred heresy and apostasy Woman wields her waddy and bashes benjamin babel bibliotheca Locusts often battle me bloody (Virign and Child, copper embossed and gilded, Italo-Byzantine, 12th century … found in the roof-loft of the Cathedral of Torcello… inscribed in Greek: ‘Mother of God strengthen thy servant Philip the Bishop’; the bishop has not been identified… the plaque was probably made for an altar) Locusts often battle me bloody war woman watercolours hermit and horseshoe crab, and crab combs the beach belly blonde Crab combs cotton bowling belly balls birth blonde beach, and I have Saint Maud visions of the Virgin and Child burning my body blue blow burning
Bone Obsessions
content warnings: body horror, pornographic imagery My dreaming nylons nightmares narcotics numerary names and my brain book bestiaries: secret animals hidden fungus invisible archaea psychedelics Archaea psychedelics synchronize simplicity with my scanner darkly and I witness woman in murk Woman in marsh Woman among clams mussels her messianic message (her messianic messages massage) I witness woman musk ox paracord perihelion pareidolia and sometimes I see her face arranged dunes deserts drivers Woman whorls a waning moon and killing moon, and Christina kills clusters human kebabs hacked up for a barbecue and Christina cannibalizes my almost human cells prison cells Son of Man Christina gores gods truck driver trinities (THREE ON A MEATHOOK warning: not for the bloody mary lunch bunch! A padlocked sled, hooks of cold steel, a maniac on the loose) Woman whorls wishes on shooting star civilians and bloody meteor showers shoot slasher films the 1983 Canadian slasher film Curtains (six beautiful girls, trying to get ahead… when the curtains fall, five will be dead) I imagine slasher films as woman and she simultaneously theaters victim and killer, and she kicks my decapitated head as a football My head rolls smoothly and ti reeks rolls a stench more of a bloody sphere hipster hypersphere Some dimension involves distortion on some other dimensions, whorls woman warping spacetime the speculum that doesn't shine Specularia shekinah shines supernal dark black iron prison dungeon dominion domain Specularia sophia shimmers supernatura dark black iron prison desert damsel dominatrix Whorl Woman body and the whip slashes the dreaming She slashes my dreams water droplets dripping stone pipes stonehedge hobgoblins She strikes my dreams hyperdontia dusk and my teeth protrude liquefied squid tentacles, kraken canker sore blast beat beak benjamin My teeth tar pit tackle tentacles tracking puss piss phlegm flaccid gods’ phalluses but I use them as apotropaic amulets My teeth taser laser object magic supernumerary teeth in the premaxillary area My teeth tangent to teeth tumble trouble trouble (double dare double dragon double dare toil and trouble) and my teeth sprout shark teeth (tuberculuti barrel-sapped conical peg-shaped compound odontoma multiple small tooth-like forms complex odontoma a disorganized mass of dental tissue) Tuberculate tuberculosis truncated tuberosities Conical concord canticle of canticles cave in and she pulls out my upper torso from the cavern Compound odontoma Shogun Tokugawa Ieyasu and I fall on my sword lined with tooth-like forms an autoimmune disease Complex odontoma disorganized desert prostitutes and their bodies decay dizzy a mass of human slime and mast cells The traditional method of removal: bone chisels Christina tortures big tit zombies bone chisel zebra and Christina chisels into my body as a cobra car chassis / car crash smash smash brothers melee Car crash smash smash brothers brawl black hole benjamin and Levi as Yoshi ground pounds my Samus (The Pride fight were Mark Hunt performs the Atomic Butt Drop on Wanderlei Silva) Available in both single and double-ended designs, Ha-Friedy’s bone chisels meticulously handcrafted from the highest grade surgical stainless steel and engineered to provide optimum performance when reshaping and contouring bones or reflecting palatal flaps (My bones shingle shigella and boslin bacteria invades my bone Bone at the beginning of bone beads and then breaks to bat its own chisel / sharp edges and bastard bevels) Bone chisels long metal blades and widely used in orthopedic surgeries to reshape or cut bone (I reshape my bone with the reshape of my body I reshape my bone sharpened bone juxtaposed boxer jammed jaws I press the glove into bone squeezes squirmed woman worms) Eleazar of Worms or Eleazar the Perfumer (the numerical value of Perfumer equals the value of Eleazar) experiments visions, seeing legions of angels and demons, and I too adventure into mysticism and magic names I adventure apophatic apocalyptic abracadabra mystical break beats / bikini break beats and beach blast beats Hibbs chisel straight has a sharp blade for effective scraping and manipulating of the bones It also has a strong geometric shaped handle that allows the surgeon in narrow and confined operating spaces Christina operates into my interstitial spaces interdimensional bone / she leaves my wounds open no bandages but banshees bereshit death (Their prime cuts were curiously erotic… but thoroughly brutal! Sadism was just the appetizer for BLOODTHIRSTY BUTCHERS) Christina bloodthirsty butchers bone my jetstream bloodstream jettisons bone bits My body bone burr burdens the desert of the sea, the seascape of Anton Webern’s Six Bagatelles for String Quartet, Op. 9 (Consider, wrote Arnold Schoenberg in the preface to Anton Webern’s three-and-a-half minute Six Bagatelles, Op. 9, composed in 1913, what moderation is required to express oneself so briefly… Every glance can be extended into a poem, every sigh into a novel… But to express a novel in a single gesture, joy in a single indrawn breath – such concentration can only be present when there is a corresponding absence of self-indulgence…) I extend every glance into a poem, every sigh into a novel I digress into drive desert integration and the bone chisel rotates and transforms into body horror and Bataillean mystical experience immediate desert I accept my monstrous maximalism I internalize my medusa maximalism gods gorgons frost giants / large lengths I contain multitudes Magic, mythology, and mathematics melt wild into my brain pneumatics Christina bloodthirsty butcher backtrails over entrails snow and snow rabbit racer rollercoaster disasters Christina drives mine cart madness and zippers and neckties attempt to sabotage me I obsess with bone cut bone Hibbs chisel curved Its curved blade allows fine cutting and scraping of bones with minimal damage to the surgical field I scrape burden of the desert of the sea shellscrape seascrape sebastian bone secret operations and Christina the Cunt Butcher cuts into my body babylon (Desert of the Sea: Southern Babylonia on the Persian Gulf is called “Land Of The Sea” in cuneiform inscriptions) I scrape bone deep sea shell salt woman and she sirens sailors to sheol water and outer darkness dollmakers I stretch bone dark sea siren strippers and she constructs cuts into bone with shards into shards syringes a holy ghost shattering Alexander chisel a long shaft featuring one sharp blunt end and one flat round end The sharp end maneuvers around bones and the round edge hammers This chisel lacks a proper handle so it can be gripped in any way making manipulating bones more effective She shares the shaft and my bone nodes network immelman loop The shaft points spears: a spear for the phalanx or the spear into Christ’s side and I often worship Christ’s side wound as Christina’s cunt and vagina vision The long shaft resembles Christ's cock and Christ gores god with his cock serpent sodomites chrism's long shaft spears me bone awl and he cock slaps blunt force trauma Trauma tricksters tapeworm leeches from my bones viscera vlad the impaler and Christ tortures blowtorch blowfish leviathan blowjobs and Christina castrates me with her livayatan jaws My bones burst buboe tribe of benjamin pornographic / tetris block bubbles porneia (I want to write super niche erotic fiction I notice an author named Leonard Delaney has written several books in a “Digital Desire” series: Taken by Tetris Blocks, Conquered By Clippy, Invaded By The iWatch…) (I once tried to mimic James Joyce's letters to his wife Nora, and I wrote them for the first volume of Bunnies for Christina They were a massive failure)
Several Sediments And Generous Geologies
Sediment circles simulated straw strata and I study strata earth science erotic science porneia / porneia prima materia This porneia prima materia: what Asia sees as the potential kernel circulatory system stinkbug language Sediment circus circles aggressive slap bass my fingers bleed honey badgers (I get bored of my writing easily; that’s why it changes so often / shift no transition) (I explore whatever weird word and wyrd word but the chaos confuses Asia I try to justify it by stating it is the creative process made manifest and transparent) I return to sediment like I always return to everything and everything else I return to earth alltime allearth sediment silt strata supercontinents Give me a long enough time to write, I will write everything multiple times over: not development but repeating variation and I rhizomatic variation-versions-permutations sharp obsidian objects (The Book and Geology have much in common – I would like to explore this connection in the future) Whorl Woman clusters human cells and tissues, and tissues tattletale telescope turning taciturn turn turtles Tissues tattletale fairytale farewell to flesh, and tissues absorb conspiracy theory and a legends tabletop role-playing game stories I adore stories and I tell many stories at once squid tentacles Taryn pterodactyl woman many wings I adore stories they throw stories benjamin heretic hydra hell hangings (I feel discouraged because my mind hinds harbor so much material metallic meteor language but trying to organize it into something cohesive eludes me / chaos orchestras Abyss banishes me outside the circle into the underworld I rampage through this writing wreckage circular ruins I continue to write despite the myriad mess because if I stop writing, I die I pray students will come after me and make this writing better: something cohesive, comprehensible, understandable, organized… Very true I tell you, the one who believes in me will also go do works I do and, in fact, will do greater works than these… May this Book be a beginningless beginning May this Book be a tower towering tower a template for future prophets) Whorl Woman The Dreaming Whorl Woman The Whale Wall Bereshit Bereshit buries any blowing of beginnings bloody battle tehom coffee table tiger Bereshit open water burial begins beginning belongs to the dead, the before-dead bereshit and the dead among written Ein Sof a sulfur signal Area 51 Whorl Woman worm that wakes warps weird wind bereshit (while a wind from Elohim swept over the face of her waters) Whorl Woman while wind whispers whip and the body, and the body bludgeons bereshit / Tetsuo The Body Hammer Whorl Woman while wind wraps around rattlesnake rescue and I use the register key to jump octaves an oval room elevator a twelve-year old benjamin drinking ovaltine The ovaltine commercials with the catchphrase: more ovaltine please! Fuck that, Banana Nestle Quick forever – it still exists!) (I used a spoon or knife to pry open the metal Nestle Quick lid) Woman awakes astoundingly awake avalanche angels Woman awakes extraordinarily awake immense earth and she awakes inlet eyelet immanence She larges lagoon little islands and I lie awake in the lake I lie awake in lakes luscious logger earth and woman wind erodes my body broad belly canyon In the beginning when God created or when God began to create or in the beginning God created and Woman writes word word word gods gamut allgenres (scholars different on whether this verse is to be translated as an independent sentence, even a title summarizing what follows, or as a temporal phrase describing what things were like when God started… In either case, the text does not describe creation out of nothing…) I create from nothing the nothing carcass of Elohim / Elohim Earth infant burned for incense Woman walloons wigglytuff needle wobbuffet and she wakes gods games ghouls you sunk my battleship / big bad beetleborgs Bloon below blankets my body hell hydrogen helium hindenberg white flour flame flame flows creation Flume fissions creation elohim intestines fissures pour out guts gods spill last meal rotted hummus woman cut gobstopper earth Creation cracks crackles crinkly wrapping paper and I think too creation fragments incomplete concrete crusher-destroyer difference Alcheringa alcatraz astigmatism automates dreaming duluoz dreaming Alcheringa atmospheres assassinations approximates a flesh an armageddon for booby traps and fish hooks, and I hang hooks from back black hatchets hatchetfish and the dreaming cuts small shining silver The dreaming cuts flat fat eyestalks and I trace ridged rows light organs portholes into my hospital body My eyes lengthen jack and the beanstalk and the tube tall tentacles squirming upward My eyes omen awful concept art and my eyes often make the object artificial artifice accident acceleration I fish furious carnivorous and Christina carnivores hurries harries harrier jet jumbo jamba juice I fly hatchet crushing bodies into cubes and the tissues clusters generous juice / I drink human scripture I drink human scripture and I swim surfaces surfactants dissolving catch human insert prey I hydroplane pocket hell and I flap my large pectoral fins famished famine foam physics (though fragile, she keeps me in aquariums) I paint my body olive above and silver below and woman marbles wagyu our fat in frottage I print my body chromatic matte sketches mathematics anteater axioms My body ardor paints peak pug pouring from my pelvis, a deep gangrene god puncture My diseases body disembodies disordered art apartment harlot I often whore open I often whore open shaman and shamanism arranges the grammar of my mind / the unconscious structured like a language Shamanism arranges rearranges my mind god girl grammar and girl griffin grammar, a grandiose score or holy spirit soundtrack I paint pale puzzles my body and my body pursuit paradox and I experience Yahweh KRYSXTRYN as contradictory-yet-interrelated erotic elements elements earth earthquake many queer gods YHVH KRYSXTRYN persists in contradictions between interdependent elements / a lasting unity between opposites My body participates in the Godhead be self-reference, infinite regress, and circular definitions / an incomprehensible mess of Yahweh An incomprehensible mess nested rabid parasites and Yahweh sucks my bloody lymph plasma microplastics and maybe lead paint too Shamanism the grammar of mind grows wild sunflowers fragile fragrant severed fingers taking root in field lady fingers Shaman I sink into jump rope rhymes and fidget toy folklore old hag attack (A european folk tale, little red riding hood; illustrated by Jessie Wilcox Smith, 1911) (a german folktale, Hansel and Gretel, illustrated by Arthur Rackham, 1909) I shaman popular antiques and popular literature, and I love liminal light lag tar tape I lore lacks listens let the right one in and wild beasts everywhen in silent darkness I lore large whale liver oil coating Jacob’s Ladder and I walk the ladder woman with without wedding I wake into Wedding and I wake into Wedding Woman I dream the Wedding Bereshit I dream on the third day triads and triangles the marriage in Cana of Galilee bereshit braids Bereshit braids blank verse breath secrets of a wedding She calls to the wedding as disciple from the beginning and I begin again betrothed bottomless pit I dream the Wedding Bereshit and every man doth at the beginning set forth the good wine and wine has Bob Dylan sing wiggle wiggle wiggle Every man at the beginning doth set forth good wine and wine whips God’s mind watercress caresses Abyss / I shout big abyss benjamin waterborne diseases and waterborne parasites I call Big Abyss cholera and I shit both sheol and El Shaddai / my body a sort of explosive decompressive cataract cadillac and my body shifts fluid imbalances salt pack sorcerer I dream the wedding bereshit as cat whiskers and Mary the Mother of God squeezes through the narrow alley stairwells as a stray Mary the Mother of God jumps wall to wall a cat claw punch parkour and ferrum Link Wray rumble The Mother of Jesus saith unto him, they have no wine I dream Bereshit Woman they have no wine and wine witchcrafts wishing well abyss
Experiments In Biological Exodus
Content Warning: pornography, blasphemy At a night encampment on the way, Yahweh encountered him and sought to kill him / and it came to pas by the way in the inn, that Yahweh met him, and sought to kill him Yokozuna or Yakuza Yahweh wrestles writing wretch wrench residue Yahweh yersinia pestis plasters my body bedroom swollen bubonic swallows his semen as remedy Yahweh ytterbia baffles blowfish blowgun bagatelle botulism and Yahweh initiates biological warfare war crimes allotrope atrocities / Yahweh of Armies ataraxia abyss Yahweh erodes eros exodus ultrasound ultraviolet and at night encampment deer dark destitution and prostitution and Yahweh as porneia pickled pig’s feet pickled punks parties carnival farewell to the flesh the horror shoot-em up Carnevil (Midway’s most successful light gun shooter) (An urban legend claims if a golden token is inserted into the Jester’s skull mouth on top of the gravestone of a ringmaster names Professor Ludwig Von Tokkentakker, his undead carnival will rise from the earth) (Because the Bible makes messes, I make messes too: of course the Bible had better prophets, storytellers, and redactors) Most of the time, I just rewrite the Bible I rewrite the Bible trickster, jester, and magician I dedicate my life to the bible and to writing so I write and rewrite the Bible On the way, at a place where they spend the night, Yahweh met him and tried to kill him The Night Place and the Dark Place The Night Place and the Dark Place night nocturne artificial octaves and I pluck pinched harmonics dark arcades and dark demiurge ape archons I know night serial killer Yahweh and spree killer Yahweh I know night gnosis bile boil-over badlands and Yahweh launched manhunt hyle histrionics and my body bloats up against Christ’s beluga body I cut Christ’s body thin slices sashimi and Yahweh tosses Christ’s salad / Caesar salad I have no god but Caesar The Night Place dark name desert palace I enter the desert I enter night place, a place wandering and a place wondering She spider-walks wandelweiser worms wrapped her thighs, her limbs stick insects insect inseminoid knurled grip on gods This episode, possibly abridged from a fuller clearer version, extraordinarily puzzles because God’s motives murks unclear and Zipporah’s remarks bristle enigmatic In this enigmatic episode God attacks Moses for reasons unclear The bridegroom of blood. Much about this difficult passages defies explanation. The symbolic circumcision, like Jacob’s ordeal at the crossing of the Jabbok, may be seen as a rite of passage, marking Moses’ of his true identity, but the motive for God’s demonic attack remain obscure The Night Place puzzles enigmatic earthquakes The Night Place narcotic obscures occult opium operations and Holy Spirit smuggles serpent secrets I settle in the sewers I settle sewers undead skeletons, mummies, and zombies and their stench strays spirits sparks spectres / hauntological Yahweh prayer plunderphonic No contrasting sections, new themes, nor a development, consisting instead of constant rhythmic variations on the theme / theme tremors Taryn trouble Friday the Thirteenth horror theater I develop too much the desert and Christ contacts contrast every section / I summer centipedes into surreptitious sections segments Christ crater cockroach (Christ survives like radiation resistant cockroaches) The Night Place puzzles parsnip parlsey play poiesis and play puzzles no purpose but itself the play I need to play the play, and I play bible rambunctious text refracts reflects rainbows color the very real I play my process in novelty but woman bequeaths health I cat apple cinnamon waffles for breakfast I play positron pillow books antimatter diary margins and explosion explores exudate Yahweh’s nasty necrosis gangrene god Clostridium perfringens Christ tables of generations I do not decay n desert but the night places preserve my body dark dialect A night place plays language nested neologisms and her name leaks ink new sigils signs hieroglyphics I try to house heretic symbols desert dune new / I hide secret heterodox Christians in my houses from proto-orthodoxy World Woman or Whorl Woman wings wicked Christ clusters / wicked cyclone reconstructions Whorl Woman clusters cabin fever fallow punch flesh and my microflora flags minotaur trading fours torn torsos and I confine myself in cell I confine myself in cell clusters clutters subtractive cities Cell closes corner blood clots comma meteorites and cell resembles suicide or self-surgery Whorl Woman clusters human cells wall essential singularities each cell a city my body dune doom desert (still writing shit note to self: edit this all later, cut it I never cut and only sometimes rework because I write lazy bastards boring buzzards bronze gasoline mess is process everything connects to everything and everything follows everything) I write as much as possible / I play as much as possible (mess is process process is prayer oracle bone bone psalm) Whorl Woman clusters human cells and tissues, and my tissues texture Taryn teapot technical death metal / necrophagist fog figurines My tissues texture traveling carnival and my tissues text crisis on infinite earths (worlds with live worlds will die and the DC Universe will never be the same!) My tissues tincture text totems many crisis crossovers and I experience perpetual crisis the cross does not cover me My tissues tattoo texts relics many crisis crossovers and I search for fragments of the true cross My tissues taproot bone rhizome ribs rastacan records (I listen to the Anthony Braxton box set Six Compositions GTM 2001 and ghost trance music marvels medicine mystics and the trance intoxicates illmatic influx) (I find a text I wrote in 2/2/22, about 10 months ago. I decide to copy it again, with small edits: I think much about the counterpoint and simultaneous: Elliott Carter’s use of long polyrhythms, Stockhausen’s Gruppen, Xenakis’ spatial compositions, Charles Ives use of quotation, Luciano Berio’s Sinfonia, Anthony Braxton’s quartet playing multiple compositions plus improvisation at once: My Book and writing heads in this direction texts colliding and bouncing off each other, dialogic heteroglossia gods bubblegum glue) (I think my writing has explored this direction although I doubt as successfully as Elliott Carter and Karlheinz Stockhausen I still need to play and explore-explode I collect my texts and begin to assemble) Whorl Woman wakes me and spirits spring steel sparks my skeleton / she submerges me shamanism elephant songbirds Shamanism games grammar of the mind and shamans enter as experts in the folklore I legend trip dreaming desert desert dreaming and subway tunnels contain mutant alligators and severely deformed homeless secret society I imagine something like the midnight meat train and ancient withered humans board and consume the bodies / City Fathers, secret rulers of New York for centuries Somewhere, an intersection between urban legends and conspiracy theories (I used to love reading conspiracy theories until dark enlightenment reactionaries embraced conspiracy theories as fundamental beliefs) Whorl Woman clusters human cells toxic waste tissues (In 1994, five unarmed civilians contractors and the widows of contractors Walter Kasza and Robert Frost sued the Air Force and United States Environmental Protection Agency and alleged they had been present when large quantities of unknown chemicals had been burned in open pits and trenches at Groom Lake… high levels of dioxin, dibenzofuran, and trichloroethylene in their body fat…) My fat houses hostile parasites My fat absorbs acid house acid techno sacred technicians technicolor shamans and my fat capsules red My fat cartons cartoons the very red hobgoblin hemoglobin / no oxygen but explosion Intense oxygen carburetor catastrophe Entire interior insects (Growing up, I wanted to become many things, and I deeply contemplated trying to get into the Air Force Academy thank god that didn’t happen) President Bill Clinton issued a Presidential Determination exempting what it called “the Air Force’s operating location near Groom Lake Nevada from environmental disclosure laws… Fuck Area 51 Declassify everything Open source copyleft information wants to be free and free information frees anarchy Kingdom of God I scope trade secrets and sneak peek coca-cola formula and KFC secret herbs and spices Not security through obscurity but security through design / the enemy knows the system The NSA knows the system I know you motherfuckers spy on me I know you motherfuckers read this I hide nothing but secret Christianity Whorl Woman clusters human cells tissues tanks gods gin and tonics bebop flesh flatted fifths filthy fists in Yahweh’s asshole I worship Whorl Woman her construction being something like a wheel thin a wheel and my wheel wages west woman wasps from the warp / we experience every imaginable pleasure in a wild winter weekend of lust SWINGING SKI GIRLS Whorl Woman everybody’s working for the weekend and I worship sunday sun gods hell handle helios I frequently overwrite overlaps a mercedes black mamba messy maximalism I want to write fat human maximal woman woman at the cross spacetime sword of moses, and her name supervenes all names inaccessible cardinal star core corridor I walk work corridor monochromatic painting I walk work woman copper and aluminum paintings (using copper and aluminum oil paint with house painters’ brushes, Stella sets aside the idea of illusionistic space in painting for the physicality of the flat surface) I often enjoy the flatness / parse as flat surface I walk flatland fieldscapes flat surfaces In-beginning from-beginning from-in-the-beginning I begin without beginning breach birth black beach barlow and barley Barren beginning bottomless pit I begin without beginning always-already Woman always-already Asia rinses rhubarb rain shadow and prevailing wind washes up canyon walls werewolves Beginning borrows chord from a parallel mode aeolian windjammes vaporwave jazz clipper ships Maybe Yahweh’s clit I begin without beginning because I don’t know how to begin but I must write – anything and I write anything – I cut this off begin with something else Begin ghost town or ghost city and my soul sups soup empty / my brain dreams something drastic thurmatalogical drama rhema entre theater I copy – I only copy and I copy one text from one notebook to another notebook I like note books and I want to fill up more notebooks A great sense of pleasure exits in seeing a complete notebook Bereshit binary fission jazz fusion fractions physical and at beginning I study the evolution of earthly life (in 2018, an Uppsala University-led team proposed the Lokiarcheota phylum based on phylogenetic analyses using a set of highly conserved protein-coding genes… Through a reference to the hydrothermal vent complex from which the first genome sample originates, the name refers to Loki, the Norse shape-shifting god… The Loki of mythology has been described also as a “staggeringly complex, confusing, and ambivalent figure who has been the catalyst for countless unresolved scholarly controversies”, analogous to the role of Lokiarcheota in the debates about the origins of eukaryotes…) When I took high-school biology, I learned the five kingdom system for biological classification: Animalia, Plantae, Fungi, Protista, and Monera, and some classifications such as Protista seemed extraordinary ambiguous to me (like the groups algae, invertebrates, and protozoans, the biological category protista is used for convenience…) I suppose the Book too forms a category of convenience, a gods grabbag, nonlinear excavation search research rubber match writing, and even if I sever Yahweh’s limbs or decapitate her, she regenerates hydra helios hela cell feral hogs (Edvard Munch, Madonna, 1895-1902, lithograph on paper, 444 mm X 605 mm, Ohara Museum of Art) Bereshit beguiles bewitches gods women millions and I categorize hazy hell I categorize as cathedral or corpus circular candelabra and Book caverns catastrophe copper buttons and cylinders I hatch bereshit cosmic egg Loki’s castle hydrothermal vent vision versions variations and I prefer variations to development, and I orchestrate and reorchestrate (I compose more like Tchaikovsky than Beethoven) Bereshit as bridge connects disconnects decapitation discombobulation and bereshit flat blades beer butter bare breasts / my body bites beginning beginningless In the beginning of 2010, sediments were analyzed from a gravity core taken in the rift valley of Knipovich Ridge in the Arctic Ocean, near the Loki’s Castle Hydrothermal Vent Site… Specific sediment horizons previously shown to contain high abundance of novel archeal lineages were subjected to metagenomic analysis I toss sediment haphazard hagar the horrible dead man walking I throw sediment still silt ununiform layers laparoscopic fishing weights from sinking (I got lost reading your poetry sometimes but every time I read it, I find little gems that stand out to me, so I see potential, says Asia. Strong potential. I don't think it’s worthless or garbage – I just think it needs to be fiddled with. You should try fiddling with it, I say. Then it would be mine, not ours… Is that what you want me to do? Cannibal your poems? It could be fun. Maybe then you can cannibalize the poems I cannibalized) I imagine the Book rendered into erasure poetry like Tom Philip’s A Humument: A treated Victorian Novel, and its erasure eases earth eons, an erotic novel altered states of consciousness I sow silt sediments sedition and I tack treason with nailgun the tail on the donkey / the roman Empire crucifies me with Christ The Roman Empire scrapes Slothrop the rainbow cross and the empire never ended Empire never ends earth eye-ear evolution and my writing evolves Asia witnessing the mountain messes marching chimera sand syrup snow slime / snow in water and snow sweeps woman she tends sheep Feed my sheep Tend my Sheep Feed my Sheep She shears sheep sleep snow in water, and from water archaea avalon architect Son of Man and she emerges emergency surrenders to slime / slime slinkys primordial serpent I experiment primeval history and primordial history / prehistory into seventy seven times seven segments and eon aeons archon earth Eon aeros immediate echo aether engine awes documentary hypothesis and supplementary hypothesis and I continue to add amplify cut-up technique new documents deserts baseball diamonds and gangsters beat the shit out of vampire bats with baseball bats mammal blood guano gods (I harvest bat guano and invade islands) I experiment experience primeval history myth vision vacant sphere volume (one aspect of narrative in Genesis that requires special attention – high tolerance for different versions of the same event, a well-known feature of ancient near eastern literature, from earliest times through rabbinic midrash) I experiment experience different versions timelines parallel whattime alltime histories and I write comic crisis collision multiverses I write the multiplicity mirrors dreaming mirrors the mess of narratives and I never resolve the contradictions but I let them exist many earths oozing marshmallow mystery I soak sediment in snow and snow seeps weeps woman and her mascara smears shears fuck flesh flambe flutter / my fat flooded dreaming my flat deluge demiurge dreaming no drop but the drought no drought but the drop and I drink heavily effluvial evolution Evolution erosion imitation canvas horseshoe crab cakes crab canon cocaine (I imagine the CIA fucking with every conspiracy) I sow sediment as Christ’s semen and the parable of the sower implies mystical pregnancy / many Christ inseminations many Christs God gushes in one long gangbang / pornographic earth ammo isomorphic earth I slip on sediment fall walls long way down dreaming I dream dogtown and z-boys and empty swimming pools puddle appoggiatura god grinds grind gods limp as light lip as light kiss as cataclysm (I frequently quote Cigarettes After Sex’s lyric: your lips my lips – apocalypse) I jaw geode god no semantics but silica sediment Socrates dead body / Socratic dialectic skins insects jewel wings wicked witch of the west defying gravity god’s bondage knots and god nip at a separated torso a tactile turtle Turtles slow fuck fire: female fire and feminine fire illuminating fog forest Turtles slow fuck the fugs brash gas god and Ginger’s onto something big! GIRLS ARE FOR LOVING (and ginger’s never going to let you forget it) The Geochronological God resides earth gut, Adonai Agharta hollow earth I yellow echo echo echo… I roll in earth dusty cat cut gut string intestines interrogation evolved envelope filter floor function earth (made using a Buchla, biofeedback, and probably alien magick)
Bereshit a Bloody Bridegroom Blasphemy
Content Warning: the latter half of this piece contains pornography and blasphemy, and the two intermixed
Bereshit again against agayne alcheringa Bereshit again against agayne alcheringa altos messianic and I message mistranslations heretic hermeneutics Bereshit bioluminesence ladder interlaces Abyss and Alcheringa and I write many beginnings because no beginning satisfies the totality of Holy Spirit / The Spirit of God sweeps the surface of the waters but waters wedge deep will whippoorwill Waters wyrd deep whippoorwill land I nightjar nocturnal into abyss I nest nights and I repeat my vigorous deliberate call (first and third syllables accented) four hundred times without stopping I nest night name and the name number numinous narrates gnosis / I sing psalms gospel nocturnes I sing psalms new night necromancy and tigers network gnosis novel god noise I nurse the night and noise gnostic neurosis
Bereshit almost twelve-tone agon alto alcheringa chews my bones cracke their burning cants America A Prophecy (I say I shant live five years… And if I live one it will be a Wonder… June 1793) Bereshit shimmers shatters shoulders bird bones break and my beak begins brushes olives annunciation / angels as deep-sea female angler fish announce Mara Alcheringa Let that dream fall back on the dreaded jazz ballads jazz river burning I transform or crown change with the catechism alcheringa, gumdrop dreaming rain drizzle I change alcheringa oleander, the orange acid oil woman anoints me with, and she deeply scars my cranium / my skulls mappa mundi molotov mathematics I change city sobbing and although the changes seem subtle or invisible, alcheringa amplifies bovine butterfly effects buffalo butterfly midnights (I migrate listening to Taylor Swift’s Midnights)
Bereshit balance boxer boasts nonlinear a little horn inhabiting a large horn the habit Christ I write bereshit rubble ruins cobra circles and I cycle slim symmetry sultry Christina crosscut crosstown traffic
Prologue. These are the obscure sayings that the living Jesus uttered which Didymus Jude Thomas wrote down I write obscure oracles orbits ouroboros alcheringa (Benjamin has a dream and visions of his head as he lay in bed. Then he wrote down the dream) (Benjamin now the recipient of the Vision; now the interpreter but the one needing interpretation) (Writing dam the vision blood as part of the motif of secret and revealed knowledge characteristic of apocalyptic literature) Prologue Logos leaks out open light lady of the lake literature I write logos literature word woman word wrap world tree I jump from tree top to tree top I jump tree top to tree top taryn topology and the snow in water shapes my skull trepanned and elongated Snow in water and through the potency of snow in water emerged slime Slime surges serpents climaxes cross and Christianity and I sing secret song secret psalm cellar door dream Secret psalm cellar door dreaming and shaman spirit shakes my mind
I shaman grammar of the mind and PKD writes I in 3-74 became temporarily bicameral and in-by-so doing achieved what Christ sought for us: I entered the Kingdom, which equals a restoration of the long lost bicamerality… A shaman shares my mind I shaman secret sophia a bicameral camera phone god speaking directly to the tendril dendrites of my brain / sealed book satellite beam Sabbatai Sevi Shaman streamers Sabbatai Sevi god grammar gallows and I overdose on opium ornaments symphonie fantastique Fantastical symphony: an episode in the life of an artist… in five sections and my life arps art arts a candle My life arps art archaic humans running antelope over the cliff cordovan monsoon mothman monsters, and I smoke oven pogo opium the first musical expedition int psychedelia holy spirit hallucinations the dreaming
In dreams I walk with you In dreams I talk to you In dreams you’re mine all the time We’re together in dreams, in dreams…
In dreams fire walk with me In dreams fire walk with my a profound dreaming drawing rain medicine mercury and silver sutures show and slime, a soft vermilion verisimilitude vision Vision always dreams woman and I dream woman below and above water the wake within the wake an arrow hangover complete awakening I awake within the dreaming dream robed the very real Dream concealed unveiled the very real my obscure sayings I say slain in spirit sign language signs looped library symphony I say sea symphony and I read Walt Whitman Leaves of Grass out of the cradle endlessly rocking rich rayonish the dreaming real real dreaming
I dream whorl woman her whirlpool Sonic Youth’s Washing Machine and I play the same power chords no matter the alternative tuning I listen to Sonic Youth’s Daydream Nation and it took dreams whorl woman wormwood ma wormhood unnameable nexus into gnosis but she conceals nothing nevertheless Concealment reveals the halberd horror of Cross / no shade in the shadow of the cross but woman candles cut bones benjamin burning back brush / Christina as chasm canyon crucible
the Jesus of the Gospel of Thomas utters wise sayings, perhaps sayings of the sages (logoi sophon) or the useful sayings (cherai) attributed appropriately to a specific speak in Greco-Roman rhetorical discussions
She said something She said something strange summer and Asia Rain reads Dandelion Wine She said something specific density desert drop bear the burden concerning babylon She said syzygy my sisters and sisters assist alcheringa avalon a sayings gospel Gospel glades gallery grotto / Gospel as rogues gallery Gospel walk the plank piracy (you wouldn’t download a car! Home tap cassettes kills the music industry) I suspect, outside the canonical gospels, the Gospel of Thomas along with the Gospel of Philip have influenced me the most Despite their strangeness to one who has grown up with orthodox Christianity, they speak with directness and other accessibility – direct gnosis and accessible mystery I adore any gospel and I write gospel Asia Rain shaman’s rattle rattlesnake desert snow / I vision alcheringa superimposed on desert arizona Dreaming maps rotates (mis)translates landscape laughter rollercoaster loop-to-loops
She utters other sayings She utters other ulcerative sayings and she bleeds black babylon secret seep into my stomach / I vomit black barf vision I vomit coffee ground emesis earth emanations She utters alien other Yahweh face-to-face fire in sayings and sayings sharp shell shekinah separate sparks spinning spadework spinning She utters other unity usurps Yahweh and we wed wild harness hentai forest mushrooms fungus phyllo dough / her sayings travel carnival
I feel tired and I almost want to sleep and lapse into dreaming I write nonsense or shit streams anyhow and who cares I write but Yahweh Yahweh chases chastises crucifies chymical calculator Christianity shoecobble desert Yahweh chases cuts cinder apple cider and I drink the dream as Torah (I sleep the Torah Scroll underneath my pillow) I listen to Found Out About You by the gin Blossoms and nostalgia arrives diverge the Sonoran Desert Nosy nostalgia invades Fernado Vargas boxing Ricardo Mayorga I set my brains bashed in she utters UFOs She oysters unidentified: unidentified flying objects unidentified submarine objects unsolved mysteries in syndication on the life time network and all the active serial killers search for my silk stockings I feel tired caffeine cocaine metamorphosis methamphetamine metafiction and my heart bursts black battery undead utters undead Undead meander murder muppet babies betelgeuse jazz aesthetic terminator ticks (I will cut out this one excerpt when I won’t and the mess just rots and attracts vertebrae seen scavengers and fat future funk fungus shit spores styrofoam My writing decays dollhouse dandelion macabre water moccasins)
Bereshit origins myth magick and I repeat bereshit beginning repeated transmutations work woman entailed tail whip watcher woods whimsical violence Bereshit origin myth mortar brick babel zygon zebra and is that you, babe, or just a brilliant disguise I disguise desert disgust diamond drone bereshit and if a bear shits in the woods Anyways it sounds like something is going on outside but I’m too drunk to care I drink bereshit desert origin myth and I nomad the names of gods / echo canyon Elohim Echo canyon Elohim Charlie Parker Yardbird Yahweh (at one point in my life, I fell in love with someone and had a glimpse of God then I abandoned life and lover and started celebrating my love for God) (At some point in my life, I fell in love with Yahweh and had a glimpse of Christina Taryn Then I abandoned life and Yahweh and started celebrating my love for Christina Taryn my love for Woman my love for Asia KRYXTRYN)
I disguise desert drink this dream fulfilled by rejuvenating elixir, drinkable gold god galaxian and texts time turn tempestuous the desert (bereshit bringing in the sheaves bereshit) (bereshit john barleycorn bereshit)
The Priestly account of creation neither historical narrative nor scientific speculation but a cosmic poem celebrating God’s power over space and time the priestly account of Creation neither nets the nodes historical narrative nor speculative sciences species counterpoint but crackles crowbar coalesces Cosmic Poiesis Cosmic Process my body Adam Kadmon Poem / my poem as Body and my Book as poem bodies embodies all the time woman The Priestly account of creation neither historical narrative nor scientific speculation, but a cosmic poem celebrating God’s power and Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams or are those prayers / it’s time, time, time, time that you love
I write the scatter because my brain scatters a scanner darkly Today, I write bad writing but this my mess marinates something difference serpent slapstick deconstruction Serpent splatstick braindead benjamin and I fuck zombies novel necrophilia natto necromancer (my flesh fern ferments into tasty snacks) I write cannibal holocaust ferox weird flesh fuckers Today I write bad writing but Yahweh fucks up too (and it repented Yahweh that he made man on earth, and it grieved him at his heart) I write messes through a glass darkly a scanner darkly my brain mist mark amorphous molten metals (the glass or mirror figures, indirect prophetic knowledge in Plato, Timaeus 71B… Darkly, literally, in a riddle, connoting obliqueness or ambiguity)
Yahweh speaks to me in dark speeches and riddles because I write false prophecy benjamin false prophet thrown into abbadon armageddon apollyon bottomless pit la brea tar pits freeway museums and here dark I know God Here dark I experience Yahweh dark dull dark deep dark dark desert dominion Glass glares glaives globular gravity and the fat god distorts the fabric of space to such a degree, it makes your black hole mom seem like an electron microscope sliver sample (Yo, Yahweh, you got to lose some weight, let’s go together to lift weights at the gym)
Yahweh speaks me dark speeches strange sponges (Chondrocladia lyra the harp sponge and velro-like barbed hooks cover the sponge’s branching limbs, snaring crustaceans as they are swept into its ranches by deep-sea current… Once the harp sponge has its meal, it envelopes the animal in a thin membrane, and then slowly begins to digest its prey) Yahweh speaks logarithmic spirals spooling dark speeches and dark strangulates an intersected intestine spinning with a whorl on a spindle and distaff / distaff dark druga drogge drogi desert (I write such shit today I shit writing today feces stool explosive diarrhea Clostridium difficile foul stank like Yahweh’s cunt) Dark matte material swap meet invasion of the body snatches / swap meat milk powder ernest scared stupid battling trolls and Eartha Kitt appears in my dreams The Catwoman witch candle candle wick hearth mirth babies roasting over an open fire – not calf or pig babies, you barbarian – only human babies Yahweh stinks insect ischemia dark speeches and I divine false prophecy false messages false messiahs (The Baal Shem Tov hurled Sabbatai Sevi to the bottom of Hell, and the Besht peered down and saw that the place Sabbatai Sevi landed was the same pullet as Jesus) I braid pubic hair in hell with Jesus I fondle black balls in hell with Jesus and Jesus swells with copious cum / semen secreted holy ferrous fluid floods my flesh Hell scrapes chalkboard pornography naughty america Hell scrapes scraps crucifixion nails and I crucify Christ for speaking to the Woman of Canaan with great hatred: It is not meet to take children's bread and cast it to dogs He calls the woman a bitch – therefore, Canaan shall be greater than Christ, and Woman shall be greater than Yahweh
Yahweh speaks me dark speeches ben bender blender bereshit and Genesis 1’s majestic opening avalanches a cosmic violence non-violence vicious vortex and I cannot vacate vision but it inoculates me incarnation antipode flesh for emma years ago / Yahweh despite all your lies, you’ve still very lovable
Bereshit slaps my bare ass or towel snaps me in the boy’s locker room Bereshit harasses as horned owl or horned toads and Taryn sprays blood from her eyes Taryn restricts the blood flow leaving her head, increasing blood pressure and rupturing tiny vessels around her eyelids (I want to feel like I feel when I’m asleep and I search sleep but no dreams I do not want to dream the dreams in my head on my bed terrify me)
Bloody bereshit bloody bridegroom and Yahweh the Great Huntress aims artermis arrows at my back / dianic deset witchcraft waters Bloody bereshit I begin again apartment compartment capsule and it came to pass by the walking in the inn, that Yahweh meets me and seeks to kill me Bereshit in inn a an into entrance Bereshit in inn even impossible large even primes play dead pelicans pelican bay pornography Women-in-prison exploitation films bloody bereshit bridegroom of blood blowfish baja blast or the baja exhibit at Monterey Bay Aquarium and I bathe in blood youth Yahweh I bathe in blood brake drums bathing there’s a hole at the bottom of the sea
I’m Always Beginning
I’m always beginning because I dream Woman her vision KRYSXTRYN I begin in the beginning and I struggle with the most dangerous animal in the world – Woman Whorl Woman clusters cosmic web webbed human cells pedal point titanium tissues (turbines for your mint jet engine) I don’t believe beginning and I write media res rare creation myth and my pedal point begins on a consonance sustains (or repeats) through another chord as dissonance until the harmony resolves back to consonance / Christ chords a dissonance that never resolves The Cross pedal point sustains dissonance the desert mess micropolyphony I don’t know if I could write a consonant chord much less begin with one and bereshit breeds births chordal chaos Abyss has no beginning no end but edgeless egoless radical immanence I immerse myself in beginningless immanence, alcheringa abyss Alchemical Abyss Apocalyptic Abyss Alcheringa Abyss My sin dissipates diffused deconstructs Cross and Christ in abyss / Abraxas emerges infinite emanations infinite abyss Pedal point places me in prayer pleroma parousia Each a poison and pharmakon Pedal point palisades search-and-destroy proto-punk parousia and parousia becomes palimpsest Parousia pedal point palimpsest texts tears tribulations / terrors optimus prime transformers The texts pedal points near the end of fuges and established a unique tonality (George Perle’s twelve-tone tonality?) of the composition often becoming clouded by numerous modulations and digressions within the middle entries of the subject and answer and in connecting episodes… I write my flesh fugues fugatos parousia as performance Fugues often conclude with figures written over a bass pedal point and my flesh with printing press fugues the female figure feminine figurine and I have visions of venus figurines, my fertile body flying figures (God gesticulates wildly as a master of the flying guillotine) Parousia and Pleroma play full polyphony (J.S. Bach, concluding bars of the Fugue in C Major from The Well-Tempered Clavier, Book I, BMV 846) Parousia and Pleroma pivots pierrot lunaire polyphony and countermelodies muddle remix marshes mechanical movement Christ / But the Gospel must first be preached to all nations (Which gospel? The Gospel of Mark? No, the Gospel of Woman and the Gospel of Asia KRYSXTRYN) I prophesy her Gospel, a girl Gospel giver glitter god CG Jung experienced his soul as a woman but he too was the woman’s width and the woman’s word, and I too grow my ground as the girl god and woman word lossless logos I prophesy parousia pleroma playground the yard of blonde girls / palimpsest cistern cauldron polyphony and I copy the cauldron John Coltrane’s sheets of sound: I was trying for a sweeping sound I thought in groups of notes, not one at a time I got interested in the harp around 1958, when I was interested in playing arpeggios instead of straight lines… I rarely write a straight line and like Coltrane, I attempt multiple things – texts – textures at once I write rhizome where any point of my writing connects to any other point and necessarily so Gospels rhizome and I attempt no harmony but play holy heterogeneous many for genesis, genesis without genesis and genesis of geneses The Dreaming of a sacred heroic time long ago when humanity nature came to be: a narrative of things that once happen, a charter of things still happening, and a logos transcending everything significance… I had a dream, visions in my head, and I dream I attend a performance of Steve Reich’s Daniel Variations, and every variation viscous viscous vision many violent violet visions I attend Daniel Variations rhizome versions arcade veronicas and I saw the most potent dream: I saw the very dream desolation abomination, and I adjoin my body abomination apocalypse torso tannin alcheringa I had a terrifying dream as I lay in bed and the images and my visions frightened me I dream diablo diphtheria dissonance and repetitions of each text unfolds within a series of harmonic variations amidst a texture of interlocking string motifs, piano, and vibraphone accents and woodwind accompaniment I dream the dead I dream the dead the dead arrive death in the afterbody avocado jungle of death I dream the dead diagonal capsule and I crayon outdated dinosaurs bulldozer parking meter lovely rita meter maid I dream desert destroyer or destroyer desert many buried dead and grave robbers sell mummies to vendors to grind up for medicines (mummy brown originally made in the 16th and 17th centuries from white pitch, myrrh, and the ground-up remains of ancient Egyptian mummifies – both human and feline – but also Guanche mummies of Canary Islands) Bereshit breaks open the dream into a dreaming Bereshit actions black paintings and my dreams splatter red barchetta a furious dreaming undressing porneia parousia play alcheringa I often hate sleeping because I dread the dreams and let the dream fall back on the dreaded I almost always hate the dream and dream dross dazzles my deer brain deconstruction / desert devastation Last night, I dreamt a dinosaur chasing me and she desires to eat my full fat sticking to the cooking pots and electric burning I dream I drink at a trendy bar by the ocean and Kari despises me (Kari will marry again and I feel jealous and Kari says, Truth is you love me like a friend you know that and I know it but you want to make it some big deal it’s not it’s simple we are friends and I’m getting married that’s it) Dream often distorts defamiliar and I recognize nothing the dissonance no thing Yahweh (let the dream fall back on the dreaded Let the dream dada desecrate the Mona Lisa as a urinal) I hate dreams and sleep I never sleep because sleep is the cousin of death and again Bereshit breaks beakers overrun with Jerusalem crickets and they chirp desert doomsday no end but dream dreaming dreaming Bereshit bara Elohim the Dreaming Bereshit bara elohim my alien apartment alcheringa Christina and at beginning (if one can even conceptualize this endless with any beginning) always-already the Cross the Cross certainly converges Woman / mara mirror Christina Bereshit bara Elohim bubble multiverse and ultimate mathematical ensemble Elohim cities uncountably infinite universes constructs and the orbit orbits orbit celestial clusters and I farm galaxy filaments wormhole woman gravity gods I multiply orbits revolving within ouroboros and the systems dynamic desert book of sand rotate chaos (in this depiction of the Tychonic system, the moon and sun revolve around the Earth, and Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn revolve around the sun; around all, a sphere of stars, which rotates) I discover rotations around rotations within rotations wild whirligig woman and uncontrolled crop duster woman I order-disorder orbits around orbits within orbits and woman whittles space organs galactus silver surfer cosmic energy PKD’s Exegesis (further positions of sun, moon, and other solar bodies can be calculated using a geocentric model or a heliocentric model. Both work, but the geocentric model arrives at the same conclusion through a much more complex system of calculations than a heliocentric model) I surround myself bereshit complexity and my blood coagulates bereshit an emanating embolism (Greenland Sharks are the best evidence for a demiurge) The Dreaming extends a myth (myths moth myths multiplicity) more mathematics than Elohim The initial Bereshit and Let There Be spreads suspensions span hangings hanging from hangings / the long chain of the Cross Chains concatenate chains crazy taxi curvature chairs constructed from tesseracts and other n-dimensional polygons (n-gons or argument) The Dreaming details duration the long duration interdependent superimposition (a summation of infinite linear solutions) The Dreaming details duration distance and my dream delivers decadence decades joy division rumors of ice block suicide I dream my imaginary daughter and she resembles Christina / Christina caresses me queer quintessence taryn tapestry tesseract and we gangbang holy gods god girls the women passing through the arms of Yahweh- Moloch I devour dreaming delicious and it extends excalibur excelsior simulated scissors and dream cuts me halves holed whores my spirit spouse babylon Babylon buffers acid-base dream disintegration and I worship Babylon in the Dreaming dregs dress trench warfare woman and Yahweh mows down my many incarnations I live uncountable lives and the stories skewer into sepenttime, a slithering moondog not four-four and I do not die in four-four but the tessellation of triangles and trinities Babalon and Babylon blackmails my microbiota and she blisters my bandwidth big belly benjamin bluegrass (bamboozled benjamin rendered razzmatazz jazz boxer bridesmaid) Babylon bitches bombardier beetles and beetles burrow into my belly burnished bronze bronze serpent salivary glands (god hides not in the pineal gland but the salivary glands) (I drool holy spirit) And she carries me away in the spirit into wilderness and I whir wind wilderness clockwork clockpunk kontrapunkte and I wonder as watcher (Watchman tell us of the night what its signs and promises are) I wild whir woman videogame checkpoint and I destroy demons as doomsguy devil deconstruction and the damsel-in-distress feigns faints rescues me benjamin sin desperation (I dream Descartes dreaming me but I have no doubt) And she carries me away in spirit into wilderness the whip and the body / New Testament as gothic horror The whip and the body what: night is the phantom my phantom body wilderness / fauvist flesh fantasy Taryn my favorite flesh I swim slow subterranean wilderness (you’re not good and neither am I… That’s why we deserve each other) During an evening on the beach and following a session of flossing and sex, Taryn clusters our tissues into slain Tiamat, human earth clay dragon goddess Holy Spirit sadomasochism teeths a father’s agony as his daughter goes to a watery grave Holy Spirit seers several sequences that refer to degeneration and anomalies of sexual life, and Holy Ghosts fuck as hollywood motion picture porneia neo-pythagoreanism and I serpent sex cave intercourse library of babel circular ruins Taryn taryn taryn (my nonsense as wilderness) (O Time thy pyramids) Both the American and English versions of the films heavily edit, in particular having all the whipping scenes removed, causing the film to be incomprehensible She whips me Poltergeist II chain saw station wagon / my body as superstructure and archive Whorl Woman clusters wild, whip and body wilderness, and I journey I journey jubilee jamboree jailhouse juxtaposition, and quadernity defines the spectrum of all earthly possibilities Quadernity quivers quickens queer juxtaposition and I permute all possibilities Whorl Woman clusters human cells sinkhole quintessence and my cells phone phantoms who you gonna call holy ghost ghostbuster dam buster war ballet whips as percussion I write slow repetition verging on parody and the distribution cross render much of the plot incomprehensible, though I doubt it ever made sense I write slow repetition rock rubber robber egg nonsense I wander awhile wilderness, dreaming drawstring my parachute fails I wonder awhile amok awake wild and from me flows what you call Time From me flows what you call time timaeus taryn demiurge dreaming somewhat drowsy / I hear the water dreaming I listen the woman dreaming and she dreams me into existence / if she left off dreaming of you… Alcheringa archives ark hive honey bees infesting benjamin candy man urban legends Alcheringa gorges archive noah’s ark and ark of the covenant bipolar disorder and borderline personality disorder biomorphic candymonium Alcheringa alternative country americana dreams jaws teeth bloodthirsty demons that maim and kill (No Depression, the best-known magazine dedicated to the genre, declared it covered “alternative-country music (whatever that is)”) (I know nothing of alternative country except Christina’s cunt but I explore other cunts and cunt emits melodious music crackle counterpoint an orgy of blood and terror on the nation’s beaches) (I never have any idea what I write Writing gets away escapes space shuttle werewolf weaver woman weaver) Allosaurus alcheringa alices ark animation amateur pornography and alcheringa pans pregnant poetics, and my stories criss-cross scripture, pulp, comics and pornography My stories include everything, even the everything in everything, stretched distance duration dreaming the centerless center / DC multiverse or omniverse or my omnivore virulent vision
An Addendum: Dreaming Different Intersections In The Desert, Part 2
America a prophecy pulses preludes preludium laudanum America a prophecy permeates porneia and I prophesy prostitution the enamel porne and male pornos I prophecy playful pornography a possession and my apartment prepares parousia apocalyptic anticipation and I camera bridal chamber / book of los and book of benjamin I prophesy myth motherfuckers: something ancient, archaic, apophatic / I lose language and I love language I love language in its loss but prophecy prevails Prophecy prevails pockets proto-indo-european mythology desiring-machines (stencil art at Carnarvon Gorge, which may be memorials, signs from or appeals to totemic ancestors or records of dreaming stories) I prophesy ancient anthropology, hag human eating hearts Hag human woman eating human hearts and it heats the hearth of her body / heart hatching heart retelling the tell-tale heart human horror I prophesy psychopomops and psychonauts my impending psychosis and the prions peek into the god ganglia of my brain / dementia thirteen She accompanies through death She accompanies me dark desert underneath underworld taryn tunnels / upside down towers She summas skeletons and spirits all saints alpengeist alcheringa and she often dreams me deeply earthly clay cataclysm earth eye in full contact with eye I dream almost drunk and I had a dream and visions of my head upon my bed: then I wrote the dream and told the sun of the matters / my flesh filth flares folklore I dream dragon woman and woman ragamuffin rapscallion and she writes outdated rage comics / I write memes myths mimics and the treasure chest monster devours my body tonality diamond diamond devours diaelectric disaster I dream dagon woman a true god and dragon battling an early storm-and-warrior deity Yahweh Battle dances dueling dragons deep intercourse and the Cross as penetration I dream breath bereshit and gluon god genesis (Christ cuts me with angel hair and baby’s breath) I dream solar barge bereshit and queer quark genealogies grabbing-gripping genesis, and I directly dream some form of the documentary hypothesis (in a previous existence or soul spark, I copied and redacted the hebrew myths) (In a previous existence, I called myself an apostle and composed pastoral epistles) My flesh fire performs forgeries and (I realize I have been misspelling pseudepigrapha as pseudeopigraphia in my Book – any difference? I should compose pseudepigraphia under the influence of pseudoephedrine and I invent the corpus of Pseudo-Dionysius the Areopagite) (Hire an editor to correct all instances of pseudopigraphia to pseudepigrapha but perhaps the O signs the open mouth and orgasm of my false writing and false writing systems) My flesh fire fronts written forgeries black market kidneys and I pretend to invent new perspectives on Paul I prepare primeval history for parousia I arrange primeval history in ascending prime numbers and they diverge towards a particular parousia (I dream many parousias and every parousia invents parousia fibonacci offspring) (Euclid’s Theorem the fundamental statement in number theory that asserts infinite many prime numbers exist I imagine infinity and the long chain of cardinals – weakly inaccessible and strongly inaccessible cardinals – existing in actuality A chain of actual infinity in emanations Yahweh Yahweh Yahweh… rays and concentric circles and vessels constructed breaking reconstructed) I dream write invent bereshit through brash noise and jazz improvisation I dream drag draw bereshit through punk rock and harsh noise wall (The Bible’s composite artistry where the long standing theory of multiple literary sources seems pertinent) I work with multiple literary sources and I compile and arrange as many sources as possible / I never author anything but I prophesy I never write anything original but I prophesy multiplicity many no moment but allmoment atonement the Cross as axis mundi World Tree (18th century illustration of Mount Kailash, depicting the holy family: Shiva and Pavrati, cradling Skanda with Ganesha by Shiva’s side) The dream draws the dream universal / Every man’s dream of an incredible honeymoon? WEDDING NIGHT SINNER I sin see my dream apocalyptic adultery Yahweh I sin my dream alchemical adultery alcheringa Christ and I prove myself his favorite disciple in the Bridal Chamber My sin saves me My sin saves me sacrament holy spirit (Jesus died for somebody’s sins but not mine… thick heart of stone my sins my own they belong to me) My interest in Jewish mysticism and the tradition known as Kabbalah ignited upon reading Gershom Scholem’s essay Redemption Through Sin / Holiness of Sin and I synchronize primordial history with that apostate messiah Sabbatai Sevi I dream the intercourse of Jesus Christ and Sabbatai Sevi My sin desegregates Sabbatai Sevi saturated the blood of Christ blonde chromatic and I worship the Cross monochromatic black bursting into pink beam rainbow radiation / a rich register of the basso profundo
Dreaming Different Intersections In The Desert, Part 1
Alcheringa as cave system / Dream Text and Dream Book breakers brakhage as coked caverns, spring waters deep in limestone rock strata and her dream stretches my body length oil lamp large whale liver lab language syringes I dream John Coltrane’s composition Naima and although I’m not extremely fond of the album Giant Steps as a whole, Countdown deeply influenced my tenor saxophone improvisations and Naima ballads gorgeous hymns I would like to write ballads: I’d like to write jazz standards I write in a way where I turn a twelve-bar blues into a Mahler Symphony and I still try to make peace that my pieces never express themselves with simplicity (I’m not sure I know anything simply and with simplicity, or perhaps I do not expressing it in simple language proves an impossible task, wiving an unaccountably infinite infinite rooms) (I attempt to wake more room: one large room inside outside many tiny rooms) According to Coltrane, the tune is built on superimposed chords over a pedal tone on the inside… On the inside – the channel – the chords are suspended over a B pedal tone… I like pedal points I like pedal points and drones and I draw the drone Yahweh on my mind I write pedal points non-chord tones Taryn tonic atonal George Perle’s twelve-tone tonality A word or image or sentence suffices as a written pedal point (The name Yahweh The function Shaman and Artist Black paint and charcoal applied to cave walls The God-Woman Asia Krystal Christina Taryn) Is you like my writing a meaningful goal? Is being your favorite writer a meaningful goal? I don’t see a problem with it, especially the first one, says Asia. Is it ever possible to do so? And do so while maintaining prophetic and visionary power? I think so – I like your poetry more each time I read it, she says. I peer into pedal point divining impossible possibility / alcheringa as aporia and an assist to aporia, and I continually write rewrite the impasse I copy and recopy the impasse plucked eyeballs homeless bull run and I paint impasto pregnant impressions printing press pornography I peek into pedal point as the study of pigeon patterns my flesh put to flight flogged felt-tip fusiform in ink Some scholars suggest that Alcheringa’s meaning as closer to “eternal, uncreated” Eternal allows for infinite experimentation Eternal encourages experiment after experiment and I misunderstand or mistranslate Nietzsche's conception of eternal occurrence: instead of an infinite cycle of reparations, I imagine an infinite repetition of difference, everything happening at once (perhaps a version of the Everett interpretation of quantum mechanics) Eternal repetition writes eternal experimentation all possibilities even the impasse aporia praying drastic dream I dream different difference differance and dream deconstructs dream eternal eternal dream (eternal epiphenomenalism eternal eclectic ekstasis no erasure but immanence) (No erasure but the Word Woman Immanent) I dream different difference difference interdependent deconstruction and if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you’d be / God dreams me we can remember it for you wholesale Yahweh dreams Yahweh a profound dream and her dream drinks strong drink cellular differentiation / stem cell differentiation into various types of tissues and I measure the sensitivity to change of the function value with respect to a change in its argument I exist as heretic Christian – if I dare call myself a Christian – and a lukewarm Episcopalian (Christ would spit me out of his mouth), but I rest in Advent the supernal dark: that Cloud of Unknowing supernatural darkness of the Shekinah that covers Moses on Mount Sinai and Mount Horeb, and darkness dreams the unity in incarnation-crucifixion-resurrection dark deep the holy ghost drives me into desert Desert its own darkness dreams Advent aloe adventure underworld crucifixion Desert dream dark Desert dream dark pedal point desert dark dumizids dialectic multiplicity multiples dialectics / dialectics digging interior exterior dialectics, you dig Clouds move while skies remain and my sky schisms stretch marks and scar tissue undifferentiated dialectic differentiated earth Earth echo Earth echo echoes Earth echo echoes oscillate and I surf surface coast big ghosts The tune built on suspended chords and Holy Spirit suspends hanged man (The Cross of St. Peter show in French stained glass window… Saint Peter conventionally shown has having been crucified upside-down) Holy Spirit suspends woman hanging cross simultaneous serpent and subterranean serpent: sure passion and almost secret passion Gehenna superimposed on Gethsemane Whorl woman clusters human cells and tissues, tempest hanging harlots witches bitches and she shapes my clay cartoon body with rope She slurps my clay canteen body and she fills my flesh sand and water / queer quicksand Whorl woman clusters human cells and tissues, tissue textures and textures tissue thalassa suspensions She suspends rope latex fiberglass my flesh stained glass holy Eva Hesse (For me Eva Hesse resembles something of a spirit I always want to read and study more Eva Hesse) She suspends shout choruses Christina hanging dreamings like laundry My clothesline hangs Taryn’s trousers and blouses hiding a ghost jump scare and I scent invisible ghosts with my exaggerated elephant snout I pray with my prehensile proboscis I pray prehensile penis pestilence plague erotic apocalypse parousia and I incorporate strange flesh book floating points She suspends shout choruses static chords pedal points and I place double pedals inverted pedals internal pedals Christ Christina confetti (In Henry Purcell’s “Fantasia upon one note” for a consort of viols, a tenor viol sustains a C throughout, while other viols weave increasingly elaborate counter-melodies around it) The name Naima nick silver nuance The name Naima nandina nurtures god garden bamboo benjamin and I grow antigravity suspension eye floaters hot air balloons something burst in my brain The name Naima burst into my brain and my neurons suspend tangles (I deathly fear prions invading my neurons contagions misfolded protein pockets destructive dementia) The name Naima noisemaker nitroglycerin and all names explode into deconstructive divergence Taryn Tetragrammaton / KRYSXTRYN Asia rain Ancient of Ancients All names stir suspensions stargazers gods grounds gods palm tree garden grindcore Alcheringa Dreamtime of the Arunta The Eternal Dreamtime The Dreaming A sacred heroic time long ago when man and nature came to be… I dream desert dreaming Bereshit I dream desert dreaming deconstructing benjamin bereshit bereshit benjamin and alcheringa chimes cycles circles spirals additive measures and through the alchemy of many creations, I manifest amalgam my own myth I continually dream myth: I continually dream myths narratives alcheringa bereshit (not an imaginary singular bereshit, but bereshit many and beginning has no beginning) Origin opens no origin Origin opens no origin and I study Eternal Return, the hypothesis of the multiverse, and timeless time terror taryn endless tower and Brancusi’s Endless Column Alcheringa archeaopteryx spores cephalothorax / a young dog bound to a patient cures internal wounds Alcheringa dreams abstract chromatic the anterior section of arachnids consisting of a fused head and thorax / my thorax throws traces the tear into timeless and I prophesy time Christina Chronos Krystal Kairos Time tapers no time and prophetic time, and I prophesy time moving appearance of time / I speak great word against the Most High and wear out the spirits of the Most High, and I change language and times: I prophesy until a time and times the dividing of time Thermoelectric time and thermokinetic time solidifies time crystals and time crisis Triboelectric time tremors non-conductive orgasms constructions propulsive prophecy Prophecy powers serpentine paralysis and time performs trench tracheotomy my throat punctured by prophecy America a prophecy ponds raw ricochet and shadowy daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc and Orc opens rebellion rintrah rupture
I Write Trash Garbage Gluttons
Alcheringa ales alms palms archaic, prehistory dreaming and primordial dreaming (caught a lite sneeze, dreamed a little dream, made my own pretty hate machine) Alcheringa offers others omnicore anthropologist and I study the word and language as human Language thinks itself into language and I dream its drama grammar chameleon (shamanism as grammar of the mind, as shamans need to be experts in the folklore of their culture) (my culture pulp fiction pornography comic books science fiction horror – what Philip K. Dick calls the trash layer) I share an except of my book on a discord server – the excerpt titled “I play With Run Material Language”, posted December 9th, 2022 on my blog Vision and Mysticism, and someone makes the following comment: “Garbage word salad. Prove me wrong”. I feel intense anxiety and I think how I could possibly respond, but then I almost laugh because I just wrote about the trash layer Yes, I do write trash and garbage! I write trash taryn trinity and garbage god gehenna, and I bury the Book in the Valley of Ben-Hinnom – it emerges unscathed as a Witch Woman or my flesh flanked faustian Philip K. Dick writes the trash layer, entry [56:lB] December 12, 1981: To share – experience – the joy of the godhead as it invades – expands into the animal kingdom… the repair to the damaged Godhead… Christ moves lower and lower, deeper and deeper into the decomposing cosmos, down layer by layer… Thus the vision of Christ as God in the trash layer (stratum) is a version of ultimate and final repair… The entire entry evokes true vision aid it proves impossible for me to completely (or even partially) expound upon it: Philip K. Dick writes a greater prophecy than me Philip K. dick experiences greater and deeper vision than me I dip into PKD’s Well Word and Well Word Woman and his vision ruach veronicas the Spirit of God rushes upon me and I join him in prophetic ecstasy (is Benjamin also among the prophets?) I prophesy trash trenches and trash tower intermedia intersection a Christ column collating core earth I prophesy trash torch tunnels and I trampoline trash transgression Sabbatai Sevi came to Besht to ask him to amend him… The amending is done through the attachment of soul with soul, of spirit with spirit, and of higher soul with higher soul… The Besht began to establish te attachment moderately – he was afraid since Sabbatai Sevi was a terribly wicked man… My soul sows seed sin skeleton Sabbatai Sevi My soul scans seer skewer sabbath Sabbatai Sevi / I simmer in scum trash tremors Tiamat Tetragrammaton Sabbatai Sevi simultaneously severs iron rod of aaron Tetagrammaton and Yod yokes year yvette yersinia pestis / pallet palette pullet black iron prison the pharmakon palm tree garden My soul supercritical lights liquid serpent sidewinding Sabbatai Sevi and my sin semen slides sinister Sabbatai’s semen My semen slimes Sabbatai’s semen secret sin and concealed sin seer clouds selves / cross concealed in my cunt or coccyx I swim with Sabbatai in trash layer, dead man’s float folklore fuck thoroughly fucked folklore mushroom as phallus I harvest immature phallus impudicus gleba gods / trash as texture free jazz Gleba gods gestate grow galillee glial cell discombobulation (my flesh as a spore-bearing inner mass and I ejaculate common earthball earworms) I cleave to Sabbatai Sevi, and I attach to the messianic spark alcheringa acetaminophen apocalypse I cleave Sabbatai Sevi crystal Christina city pop synth and I trace the faerie rings raw remnants of the trash layer Alcheringa apocalypse antinomian parousia Alcheringa apocatastasis raven assemblage accelerometer Alcheringa chinga Christina closer cobwebs children of men I cleave to Sabbatai Sevi the messiah’s soul sunk deep in the realm of the qelippoth the lower half of the tehiru / I trail taryn messiah trash layer and trash thrash metal mixing metallurgy Messiah metallurgy alcheringa alchemy the axe cuts abyss root John the Baptist Taryn triad tiqqun trials trash vallye vision hinnom helios apartment abraxas Abraxas as chasm and abyss traces tehom and the trash layer wades tohu wa-bohu snow in water Abraxas hacks traces traveler and he tags graffiti god garbage galavtron groans gears and I lick the cave walls winged whales and she seals the bodies in the sanctuary Abraxas stands above the sky and above the devil and sometimes Abraxas appears to me alexandria animation appalachia / apeiron paramedic impossibility I dream Abraxas axis alloys and she ovals androgynous the alchemical hermaphrodite Abraxas gazes abyss abnormal gods garbage time tehom and gods gorge engorge graph glomular filtration my flesh fights gods (the gnostic symbol Abraxas, a made-up name meaning three hundred and sixty-five…) (The Year Yahweh and Yolk Yahweh) (Yahweh a dream memory) Yahweh a dream memory and I mistranslate or misunderstand the dream / Trash Tehom quantum entangled language My tongue talks trash trash talk mistranslation and Sabbatai Sevi comes and attempts to entice me to apostasy I apostatize antinomia alcheringa garbage gods gymnastics and my bodies rhythms rosters rubble circular ruins I apostate acid and metalliferous drainage (rock stained by acid mine drainage on Shamokin Creek discarded offal) (His gullet unusually wide I force my jaws open and all the way down into my stomach covered in pus and filling almost the entire abdominal cavity) (The smell of the cadaver rendered the surgeon unable to perform unable exploration) I get lost in dream I lost in dream language if he left off dreaming you and I dream I dream something strangelets strangulated hernia heretics Something like dream labyrinth circular ruins shaman rattle Rattle rescues me sleep Rattle rescues sleep segmented filamentous bacteria god gut hidden prehistoric savage land Don’t sleep day dreaming brain butter blender bastards sword / I write much bad writing uhh trash and garbage garbage rock but it dreams She dreams dramamine She dreams dramarama anything anything She dreams dominant seventh dopamine death and my death digs dim dripping dream She dreams / dream is destiny
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