Notes from a Simulated Underground
Archive for September 4, 2008
Marocharim • September 4, 2008
Like a Christ… Twelve stations, another for good measure One cross, that common displeasure Social anorexia, a public bulimia A flogging, a flaying, the massive anathema. Push, shove, regurgitation An eating binge at every station Over ground, twice underground Wondering aloud At every destination, sign, and stop The strong, they crowd; the weak, they drop. [...]
Marocharim • September 4, 2008
It is at work everywhere, functioning smoothly at times, at other times in fits and starts. It breathes, it heats, it eats. It shits and fucks. What a mistake to have ever said the id. – Gilles Deleuze and Felix Guattari, “Anti-Oedipus A friend of mine got fired today. Needless to say, I feel a [...]
There are things I'm afraid to tell myself. Instead, I choose to reveal them the world. In sickness, in spite, in all unpleasantness, even in disease. I'm a babbler, a ranter, a writer: neither spiteful nor kind, neither rascal or honorable man. Neither hero or vermin.
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