“under a sod”

“man does not get what he deserves but he gets what he resembles”
Jaz Coleman – Killing Joke 1985

in the living room we switch on the bright main light….the carpet is crawling with black insects….too many to collect and dispose of before they a scurry away…it’s almost like they have developed a bite but it is more of a wriggle…

i fold back through the dream recording…background arabesques and intricacies unwinding and reforming back into original states….a sense of reversal…lost in space…Ikea rabbit hole….a maze of process retraced….certain forms come into focus and view in the playback like ornate scrivener’s letters at the head of chapters…a book of tells…some physical manifestation of position and intent…a mark…

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embryonic remembrances…amniotic confluence…information etched into the lifewaters coursing through the dark state…what memorialises? …what remembers? …senses? …tissue? …code?

ancest5ral fear of scurrying shadows and predators form the conditioned mind…yet, the darkness of the womb was the wildest hunt…forcing through, being forced through a ragged chamber, a lubricated passage into a thorny nest of sensation, individuated… the primal experience…the raw root of all we are…a spent force, a discharged member, a waiting egg…the explosive kick of life, forced into existence, forced to be…human…the soul which carries the matter at hand, until it breaks and then…discharging itself to eager darkness again

…until then…it’s a balance of flows in a chemical filtration of excess ingress…dry creaking limbs ask for patience…the mind takes it’s time…time morphs and stretches like the physical representations of form in the mind’s eye…between the eye and the eyed, the sight and the mind, the verb and the noun….is
…not being aware….but being…

you manifest and activate pre-conditioned, traditional forms, as if reading from an instruction manual, a tract…you join pre-ordained dots, other’s thoughts…how about Other Thought? …the full cognisance of all that contains and moulds your impression…new routes into birth channels…true space exploration…new kinds of birth…being beyond birth….floating unseen code in space, crackling on impact with Dark Stars’ remnants…spacecombing the immutable…

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