at the risk of ruining the experience i will preface this essay with some coordinates, just this once: no warning next time.
when stuck read aloud, in an Irish accent if you can. if you can use “ch” as in “chaos” and as in “chance” you can get through this. pheti ghoti both read as fish. when you count to 10, all fingers are raised, then they all fall—and on 11 one finger rises again. how fast does a human fall? at 32 feet per second per second (due to the curvature of earth on spacetime itself determined by the mass and radius of the earth). throughout i play like this, many little puzzles, very Wakean yes (but also see Georges Perec of oulipo — thanks D). remember what onomatopoeia is and that tuono = thunder in italian; trovao = thunder in portuguese.
in the portuguese alphabet we haven’t any words with y or w, so why not withhold them here and there? doubleu for w, while v becomes f, and sometimes th becomes d. not always. certain words i withhold silent letters, they are no use when reading aloud; elsewhere i add letters or spaces to change pronunciation. i don’t fix a modality. as i wrote this, i imagined moving my consciousness into different observers in space and time, seeing different events. at some point, i imagine a glitch happening, superposing observers and different voices.
within i play with many concepts and make many references, still not as dense as the first page of the Wake. oh and there is not a single spelling mistake anywhere, i checked every line quadrice. remember: Irish accent when help is needed.
glhf
a raspie voice spoke softlie fronde darkness ova tavern : Sin is one half ov creation.
silence consumed de room as fast as sound demandin attention ov drinkers. suddenlie Thundrovaum overhead overheard de storie ovde middle : Go on, de skie sharplie thundered.
smokie silhouetes outside jerked and entered a bodie ov stone: holie! a storm approaches! barkeep!
inside a silen; outside an orc hestra.
a stillness lingered as if de stilled auaited a second command from de skie.
a long inhale exhale vibratin folds, modulatin air molecules continuin a sound : All great sinners uuere great creatores : Creatores ov creatures, creatures ov creatores. Thus is creation. And thus cities are built and men falls : Great men, small men, rise and fall, rise and fall, go on buildin, go on sinnin aloverde uuorld.
origianal uprite uptite ape : Both creatore and sinner both Adam and Eve Embla and Ask : de fall is full consciousness, de bite ov de first fungal fruit ov language : breakin de bicameral mind.
thus de mental divides intuuo because ov de one self seen : uith tuuo limbs for motion and tuuo other limbs for plaie, mental pouuer goes inde excess, a line of flite inscribed on de bodie for multi plication : Hand object as tool, use tool, uurite uuord, hang : an asiemetrie betueen louuer and upper : Head on top, nauu dere is de problem.
uuen unrobing ov christian minstrelsie, it is revealed existence is inocent, there is no sin : There is onlie creator creatored plaie! Uuat some call entropie or time, others call noveltie or God : All vibrates tendin to motion.
iet on further inspection there is not even creatore and creatored—
de voice stopped drie, a hand grabbed a chalice ande mouth uuas fullfill uith ale.
round deroom sips uuere taken gulps almost in uni soon : From almost nothing everething comes.
soon i gulp, suuallouuin dee remainin : de cup lifts and someuuere a buildin collapses; de cup louuers and someuuere a buildin emerges.
see de fire, hear uuood crackle.
in de dark ovderoom men sit round de shadouuee figure, uarm faces dimlie lit.
As a storie begins in media res, so consciousness forde human begins in de middle tho middles are beginnins and endins.
eies closed here on Earth, eies opened dere on Gliese : an endlessnessness ov plaie, organic life (carbon, silicon, uuaheviu) flouuering evereuuere conditions are greeted.
Anduuat is dis consciousness?
i shut de eie and even if i trie not to think even if dere is no atempt, consciousnessstill streams on, a river ov contents in a succession ov differant apearances uhich i am taught to label as thouts, images, memories, interior monologues, regrets, uishes, resolves, all interuueaving uith de constantlie changin pageant ov exterior sensations ov uhich i am selectivelie auuare.
auuaise de conti nuitie.
de man raspied on : I drink a pint and across this maniverse inumerable Rhiomes fall nine times an hour, a clock strikes 11:32 ande Turks are at de gate ov Vienna, evereuuere de dance ov kaosanorder, evereuuere beginnins ov endins and endins ov beginnins—
Uacoodis conti nuitie mean?
if i think ov a minute as bein sixtietousend miliseconds, am i conscious for everie one ov those miliseconds? de firing ov neurons is finite so i can onlie divide time units douun to a minimum time interval determined bi de humanbodie.
above lightnin drauus a lichtenberg on a denselie dark atmosveere ov clouds and streetlights—
TUONOTHUNNERTROVAOVARUNATORNACH! so loud de uuorld split intuuo and from tuuo into manie.
It means men forget de return 1→2→multi→1 : Manie is one.
de storm nears.
i get up and make me uuaie tuuarde door; inde corner de shadou danced uith de attention ov an audience. infront de heavie door battles a uuind current scented ov algae and salt, gae scent ov pheti and sea.
i cvm out ov it.
lightnin a cigarete i inhale, suueet tobacco and fosforus suuirlin douun bronchiolic paths into alveolic cul-de-sacs, de smoke quicklie carried auaie dissipatin in de current like all life returns to de Mother River hoo merges Herself merges uith Father Sea, foam on de boundarie ov His lips—
seeeeeeeeeeeeefffroonnnnnnnnng a train someuuere in de distance uuhistling de strength ov those engines; i exhale.
i inhale deeplie feelin de uuind against de coat and me bare cheeks, uuarmed inside. de uuind there is de uuind here iet dei are not de same, as air and uuater are one ande same iet not—
de door opens exhalin bodies; inside i hear, huuence de uuind, de uuen ovde First Big Uhooooooooshhhhhhhh…
i imagine meself as an omnisciente and omnipresente observer, pausin de causal chain ov events unfoldin before desenses here and nauu, reversin de time direction, seein a reverse flouu. as de time moves back, i imagine addin a filter to this Great Seein, reducin de field ov observables to its Atomic constitution : de configuration space ov all matters.
i keep reuuindin retracin this cascadin atomic colision dat some moments ago caused a breeze here; hopscotchin perspectives round de planet, seein ant colonies and de mariana trench and inside krakatoa anthru de eies of a babie someuuere reachin for da breast : all thru this imagined vision.
vroooop! suuitchin back to a huemanbodie seein, i see action becomin undone, cars and motorsicles arrivin attheir point ov departure : dis one here backin on de garage, leavin de car, ualkin backuuards to de front door, turnin to face it, openin it, reuindin her path tode bathroom. but thru this seein, i do not see de internal dialogue or thouts or images, onlie a dance of neurons if i choose to see into her brain.
hi above all dis, far auaie our star shines or unshines and vast molecular clusters looselie held together, that huepeople label as clouds, traverse skieuuaise somtimes blockin de star raies. throude hueperson seein (O homo bein!), this momentarilie causes a shade onde surface anda resultant fluctuation in air pressure in de shaded region. dis fluctuation in air pressure in shaded regions dependentlie arise uitha fluctuation in de kinetic energie ov de air molecules in de shaded regions (along magnetic fenomena andall else resultin from de momentarie shade) since for a moment no stream ov fotons uould be colidin uith air molecules there to add energie and in crease de average temperature; not bein sustained uith aded energie, these air molecules in de suddenlie shaded regions rush as a uuater current touard louer pressure regions to equalize preshure, uuarmin and coolin, folouuin de path ov least action.
lookin for uuat caused de breeze bi atemptin to trace its initial cause leads one to realize both de imp ossi bilitie ovde task be cause there is auuaise an event that could precede it causalie, originatin uith it.
as conditions there cause a breeze here, so does everething else on de planet at all times occur in such interconnected uuaise, not necesarilie linearlie because ov lever bifurcations ov de big sistem.
from de molecular lens, material realitie is an ocean ov matters : some solidified into rigidities here, notmediatelie beiond around it, a current ov loose matters flouuin formin uuat is perceived as atmosfere evereuuere; some clusters in this ocean movin slouuer than others, more viscous than others, iet ever shifting ever dancin hithertoandhitherto.
uithde human seein, nauu matters shaped to form cars vroomvroom someuuere planes flie, uuarm smoke from chimnees shhhhhs into de atmosfere, birds fluhfluh their uuings here and dere, tectonic plates dance deep under, oceanic uuaters tremble singin surface uuaves shhhhhuoooooooooshhhhhhhhhhhuoooooooooo crashin along shores.
thru and underneath all dis, all dese possible seeins are at plaie.
and at plaie so is de seein of evere possible seein : de quark seein, subatomic seein, molecular, celular, individualorganis (as bat or dolfin), planetarie, star, galactic seein : all ov these maniplicated seeins originatin codependentlie, existin in such a uuaie that none could exist sans de other : one cannot ignore de subatomic forde celular, for all dances together.
and preciselie because ov this dependent originatione, all is emptie ov inherent substance.
as i make de futile attempt to trace a beginnin, uuenever and uuerever i arrive, dat uuill not be a true beginnin, onlie de middle ov an ongoin process, a middlebeginnin.
for i can continue tracin de cause ov de breeze to de middlebeginnin ov this planet. this planet is not a beginnin proper, she is a middlebeginnin, a continuation ov a process, de beginnin ovde middle ov a process that is connected to de middlebeginnin ov de star this planet elipticalie fall to in orbit; ande origin ov de star itself traces back to de middlebeginnin ov galaxies; itself connected to de middlebeginnin of larger iet clusters of matters : to Laniakea : to Bodhi.
if i keep retracin this cascade, uee arrive at de middlebeginnin of this universe, de haltin point ov our series.
Huuence comes this universe, this maniverse? de shadou rasped in de stoniebodi tode audience.
if suddenlie out ov nothing something arises, huuence de verie possibilitie ov this something arisin, of this nothing residin?
my dog begins to bark, i blink.
in the distance police sirens doppler; a man shouts at another.
the one shouted at becomes angry : he releases that anger onto his child when he arrives home : the child in turn bullies another in school the next day : the bullied child passes on the hurt as art or love or hate, inducing other cascades of trauma.
every action and every reaction is connected, coarising : somewhere a man kills another, a whole family is touched, a network weighted with that pain, each node transmuting that touch as hurt, as trauma, as release in differant ways. as for the killer, the father abused him physically, the mother did not care, for their parents too did not care, all because of this world of men.
Huuence dis uuorld of men?
the one of todaie traces back to the beginnings of european colonization, but even that affair has no proper beginning : we mite a swell return to de beginnings of agriculture! for whatever reason Amerigo Vespucci ventured across de big sea, his reason was not his alone : perhaps ordered by the monarkie or enticed to compete or went on for de sake of adventure, all from before.
whence this monarkie, why are precisely them de bodie of rulers and not another body? why does one allow oneself to be subjugated to another, to obey laws and make energetic sacrifices in exchange for a living space, a house? where is the beast? tamed, sadly.
whatever moment i pick, if i attempt to trace its origins eventualie i arrive at de primordial middlebeginnin : De haltin point of our molecular cascade, de Big Bang, de Source, Nidāna, Original Whooooooossshhhhhhh.
yet to say that moment is a beginnin is to saie it has an end.
so because it has begun, for here we are, de uni verse has ended before and will end again : beginnin coarises uith endin so if there has been a beginnin, there has been an endin : so there is onlie middle.
as for de world we have built over this planet, uith de laws we cannot seem to escape and de things we have to do which we cannot seem to escape from, this is all a collective hallucination that enough of us keep on maintainin and replicatin itself : children are born and seized bi Empire, gendered, grown in a specific region uith specific organs, schools and churches — Paris Texas xor Paris France — uith parents alreadie seized bi Empire, already forced to live accordin to de doctrine of the righthand. somewhen they graduate, some enter workforce, others leave the stage fysicaly or metafysicalie.
as for this Matrice, think about this from a more conventional perspective too, after all, conventional realitie is just that, conventional : there is no time, there is no historie, events are not realie connected — only in de Matrice are dey connected.
hence conventional realitie right nauu is continualie reproduced bi de people alive todaie, hoo uere raised to be as deie are due to de dependent origination ov uuorlds and ov selves that preceded them and shaped.
for all our parts in this, uee are all replicating it whether uee are a boomer who owns an organisnation or a milionaire scockbroker or a uageuorker at uualmart. this doesnot applie for de child worker in de third uuorld, because there isnot a universal anal ysis: only localie does de dialectic hold good; globalie there is no certaintie, no arbor, onlie possibilities onlie a rhizome splittin off in new directions, dispersin neu centers.
when we are born, we are given all this at every moment, by structures shaped by forces and people, before us, so in a sense they are outside our creation here now, and yet in relation to them we are forced to adapt and become. all while other humans who benefitted from this unfolding cybermageconomic network of individual decisions constrained by factors that always precede any one individual making that decision, who in turn, intentionally constrain conditions of existence for others, because of this happenstance position they find themselves in, just so they can continue building the world in their favor, for generations to come.
consider this conventional reality we share now: who has power to control the life of another? a specific group of people! today they are the boomers and most generation x, since they are the ones who own important corp orations and hold important positions: the high ranking generals, the monarchs, the shadowy figures of the deep state, the CEOs and CFOs of all the teknological and food and farmaceutical and weapon corpo rations.
In the tehwror against them we will not lead, we will only detonate.
at the time when the internet went public, they either held important positions in those think tanks or research institutes or they were in their late 20s entering that specific academic, scientific, medical, professional workforce.
for us here today, this cascade we call history has been especially shaped (“accelerated” if you must) by the boomers and the silent generation, because by the time the technological advances of this conventional reality which allowed one person (group of people) to systematically control others according to their desires by shaping human behavior in specific ways manifested in this period of information technology, the boomers et al belonged precisely to that category of people preceding us who were in positions to combine technics of magic and time series technology that now serve as the magical systems of Control.
in the information age, the age of fast time, magic became cybernetic. this field of inquiry (of magic) emerged from a philosophical shift in the western scientific community that began to regard life and each subsystem (socioeconomic, psychological, physiological, zoological, cellular, biochemical, quantum physical, continental) as an interacting adaptive complex system.
this philosophical shift was shaped by developments in the mathematical field of functional analysis by the works of Dirac, Carathéodory, Hilbert and others no less important, whose works founded the mathematical description of physical quantum phenomena; all of which were preceded by the experimental verifications of Einstein’s theories of relativity, elevating once more the relativistic dialectic of observer and observed. all this founds the engineering methods, technological products, and the socioeconomic applications of all dominant sorcery of today, from stock markets to personal phones.
around that time the magicians were the psychoanalysts who were studying the unconscious, weaving it with their stories of mommy and daddy and castration, their Oedipus and Electra and themselves, as the watchful spider; and from continued consultation, that is to say, with more data, those extracted images and motifs became advertisement campaigns, images and slogans directing desire.
and so sorcerers became advertisers and spin doctors for large organs, spiders of the socius.
it is no accident that today the origin story is this: Amazon began as an online book store.
how trivial, yet far from it: if you control book supply of a large enough segment of the population, you can algorimagically manipulate supply→demand→supply→…→ to modulate conscious thinking → to shape unconscious desire → thereby controlling consumer interest:
like other technology giants, AmaZion keeps its algorithm a closely guarded secret, even internally, for competitive reasons and to prevent sellers from gaming the system.
from those algorithms and consumer data, so much can be done, this is why Bezos is “the richest man in the world,” he was passed on the secret recipe that at this time combines ancient erotic magic with internet technology.
Richest in their world—come to mine : no weapons, just bare hands, biting allowed.
think about it like so: history is a morphogenetic field on which actions are imprinted and a message is carried on like waves on water, or pollen in the wind; generations of people hurting generations of people. since the beginning of time (the internal structures that allow the bipedal ape to make sense of temporalis), the beginning of the word, the beginning of agriculture, the beginning of the world — this traumatic imprint began to shape: the grandparents of a generation leaving the world they inherited, after shaping it, to their children, who inherit and shape a world for their children; who inherit that world, shape it, and leave it to their children, and so on backwards and forwards, endlesslessly.
is this continuity of life, of imprints, of history really there?
the law of correspondence allows us to use the analysis of a subsystem to understand the top system which it subs. so consider again our human consciousness: consciousness is a much smaller part of our mental life than we are conscious of, because we cannot be conscious of what we are not conscious of. consider this: an intelligent flashlight in a dark room is tasked to search for something that does not have any light shining upon it. since there is light in whatever direction it turns, the flashlight would have to conclude that there is light everywhere. so too consciousness appears to pervade all mentality when actually it does not. the continuity is purely illusory—indeed, it is this very illusory continuity with which we identify this illusory object called the self and its games, and situate ourselves in a history, in Māyā.
therefore we make the proclamation! on the whole, this history is actually a transtory: a nonlinear, asymmetric discontinuous process; a rhizome. locally, to individual observers, this immediacy might appear arborescent and symmetric and dialectical. this is because consciousness is a localized event for the human experiencing it so there is necessarily a reduction of many → one: i cannot experience you, that is, i cannot read your mind or feel what you feel directly, so i am bound to myself and from this island, apparent is symmetry and order.
yet this symmetry is only a surface reflection: it is true you only know self and not other, but we are not too differant from each other, there is only a difference in information i.e. you have your particular memories and experiences, they have their particular memories or experience. but how they deal with it is in many ways similar to your own, each part of you differently amplified in another person. so the differance between self and other really is asymmetrical, it is a differance in intensity.
on this planet, every world is connected to another, all founded on conventional reality, an illusion that began with the first word. so each world is a differant representation of what is given, of the planet outside: there is the world of a Christian or Pagan or Buddhist or communist or anarchist or liberal or a child here, an adult there. this connection between worlds, the network of relations it is, however weakly or strongly connected, exists for the parents of the oldest humans alive today, and so for the parents of their parents, and so on; back to nomad pastoralists who became agriculturalists when the desert expanded and the mushroom withdrew; back to trees whence we came as hominids; back to the sea; back to the middlebeginnin soup of this universe herenow.
not that tryin to find a beginning really matters, ultimately because there is not one, but also because as far as our awareness is concerned and bounded spatiotemporally, it does not matter for its becoming herenow whether there is a before or an after, there is only this middlebeginnin for it herenow, at every moment, connected to each other only conventionally by dependent arisings—but remember, that which dependently arise is empty of inherent existence.
Everie world has a beginnin and evere beginnin of a uuorld has a beginnin and so on, but all are in the middle : this is the Ouroboros, the trap we replicate thru the game of ego, the theater of Māyā.
whence this we?
Uith the Ego, when de i fell from Heaven.
Nāgārjuna says to his pupils : when no entities exist, there is no becomin or destruction; without becomin and destruction there are no existent entities.
there is agencie but no agent.
there is no convention no uuorld no rule to follow : so fuzzie de boolean.
we can trace the middlebeginnin of the class of people with power today to preciselie who they are, in order to break our link to the world the adherents of the Right Hand Path of Order have been shaping since time immemorium. this is the link that connects us to the first few who settled and tamed a crop, creating the very cognitive capacity for agriculture, the temporal structure, and language.
from spiritual seein to science seein, from understanding Cosmic relationship to understanding the Atomic relationship, all has been a transtorie emerging from that fist moment of crystallization.
but as they said here, all this transtorie is the illusion of conventional realitie, it is not Ultimate Realitie : In practice, we are free to shape it, though bound we may be, there is wiggleroo : finda space, start small, create ripple effects, resonate : Break thru de fuckin concrete.
for the Ultimate Reality is that without destruction and creation, without self and other, without beginning and ending, it is that of pure difference, pure will to power. that is the Ultimate Reality, the rhizomatic mycoreality of Life, of ecologies within ecologies : It is the consciousness of the Planet, which huepeople extend, this is the Green : its evidence is all around us, evidenced by how every thing outside has a precise form and function : the acorn grows into the oak, not the olive.
what is our function?
the fungal snake words to Eve, you is you. you are. and you are naked.
and this is no sin: God only tells Man not to eat the apple—
You weren’t always an i, whispers the fungus : we became when we left the Garden of Eden, when we split from the Body of the Earth and Fell.
So we meet again, we part once more : Seraph was, Adam is, and Embla is to be, Thundrovaum thundered, end inside