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in omar's mind - a ten second exerpt
wearing plastic eating plastic buying plastic (with plastic) shitting plastic
becoming plastic god is oil fields memories bloom in guitar horizons and the
trees whistle songs about birds leaves are agitated which is natural ignore
that ok so uh glasses acne skull am i a skull wrapped in plastic skin is a
natural resource a renewable resource people are a natural and renewable
resource used cheaply tossed aside landfill sites become culture mines we can
wear a gleaming suit (made of plastic) and climb down and fetch a few
pre-apocalypse souvenirs we could bring them home i am sure the clones would
like them something to differentiate them a bit from us human backup equals
clone buck tooth backup pickup truck car ride up north to a small lake of some
sort and there is a family reunion there at a cottage where some relatives
their names i can never remember i am not sure how we are related exactly but
it doesn't really matter i don't care i just have to get it over with but is
is nice having so many trees around but the lake is always so cold and cloudy
i don't know how those kids (relatives of mine?) can swim in it but i guess
they don't mind i think they live here so they must swim quite often or they
grew up here so they don't think much of it while i don't even enjoy swimming
in a temperature and chemical regulated swimming pool all those different
people swimming around in such a small body of water and i think the little
kids pee in the water a^C
nd i think that old man is too so if i must go into the
pool i try not to get any of the water in my mouth at all costs i'm probably
going to end up getting some sort of ear or eye infection or some disease
people should have to have a doctor's permission before allowed to swim in a
public pool what isn't so bad is having a back yard pool unless there are
trees nearby which cast shadows over the water and keep the temperature way
down and trees that also drop leaves and insects into the water so it is much
more difficult to clean once when i was little i was floating around the pool
in our back yard and a dead daddy long legs spider floated into my mouth i
didn't notice it float in but when i felt something in my mouth (i remember it
tasted like peppermint but that doesn't make sense) then i spit it out and saw
it was a dead daddy long legs spider and i was really grossed out so from then
on i didn't like spiders but i'm not afraid of water really i prefer water
that rushed past the body which gives it a more cleansing feeling like rivers
or creeks or just a shower you know i remember swimming in my underwear in a
creek in the summer once it wasn't really that deep only four feet or
something and the bottom was clay or rock or something smooth and hard like
that so it was nice but in other spots it was all rough with rocks and pebbles
and you couldn't see the broken beer bottle glass at the bottom of the creek
leftovers from the nearby bush parties so on that part of the creek we would
wear our shoes and we walked for a few kilometers down through the creek which
was much more fun than using the parallel trail that's how we found that good
clay/rock swimming spot where we swam in our underwear there was a bridge
nearby that passed over the creek but we didn't really care if anyone saw us
in our underwear in the creek even though it was a small town they probably
wouldn't be able to recognize us from that distance anyway we didn't even
think about it we had a shortage of modesty it seemed somewhere over the years
i have picked up much more than i want i remember people (parents/relatives/
friends of family) saying that i would grow out of my shyness once i was a
teenager when i was ten or so and even younger or they said i would grow out
of my shyness when i was older buy how old do i have to be maybe it is genetic
or something are shyness and modesty related in any way i suppose they would
have to be distantly i might not know what i am talking about but i could
pretend i was never lonely as a child i didn't have an imaginary friend i
engaged in the torture/joy of real human friendships kids are so cruel to each
other but i believe that they shouldn't be shielded from any of the traumas of
growing up as it is integral in their development but sometimes you wonder as
a parent you want to interfere and choose friends for your child as they are
so influencial on one another and sometimes it seems they are hanging around
with the wrong crowd when i was about eleven or so my parents forbid me to see
one of my friends because they thought he was a bad influence and he was
indeed but maybe if i was allowed to be around him more than at school where
my parents could not supervise my friends and enemies maybe i would be a
stronger person today not physically but emotionally and mentally but maybe i
would be different by being stronger maybe i wouldn't be writing this i might
be out riding a pick-up truck to a tragically hip concert or something cringe
do i think about the past too much or the future i think humans tend to be
trapped in their past as it exists whereas the future does not exist and the
present is difficult to adjust to because it like the future comes out of a
door flap and your face is right in front of it it's a bit like when a case of
beer comes rushing out of the sidewall and down the track in the beer store
you can hear it coming but you aren't sure if it is yours or not that was a
bad analogy but anyway the past and present are integral parts of the future i
am still talking about childhood and the formation of you as a human being as
a passenger on spaceship earth i suppose what are you going to do to change
things on your journey here what are you going to do how many cases of beer
are going to plunge from the flaps with your name on it like i said before it
is a bad analogy but anyway all analogies are cliche i think even the ones
i've never heard before i wonder if it would be somehow possible to record my
thoughts my mind thoughts in writing that would be really difficult as they go
by so fast like i could change thoughts suddenly like something then something
else and when people think i don't think they use words they just use thought
shapes or neural polygons you can't really convert pure thought even mediocre
thought like mine into another format i don't think unless you had a machine
that could transfer thought between two human brains directly i wonder if you
could access all memories of the other person if you were brain linked with
someone else i wonder if it would be like having one brain and if you decided
to walk forward the neural command would transmit to the other recipient and
they would walk forward too that would be strange if one person had a signal
from the bladder that urine had to be released the other person would receive
that signal and think they had to go to the bathroom too but in reality their
bladder is empty and if the mind of one person was male and the other was
female that would really screw things up like if the male was suddenly aroused
by the female then the female would be aroused by herself wouldn't she i mean
stuff is weird i don't think it would be a good idea to share brains with
anyone i think it would be an invasion of personal space even if metaphysical
or something i think if you linked two brains together both patients would
have a neural shutdown and probably die from the overwhelming of thought
unless you could somehow make it so that thought transmission was only one way
at a time like a walkie talkie do you know what i mean imagine that i want to
get a bowler hat for no reason not even to wear it but just to have it would
be a nice object to have maybe i could wear it to parties or something or at
least for halloween i wished that men and woman still dressed up these days
like in big dresses and suits but not as restrictive as in the past like when
women had to cover their wrists and necks when they went out in public in case
they aroused passing men how strange to find wrists sexy but everyone was
insane back then technology produced insanity forest of fiber optic glass
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italian historiographer Giovanni Battista Vico (1668-1744) saw
the life of human society as a perpetually turning, with the same
events occuring again and again.
italian historiographer Giovanni Battista Vico (1668-1744) saw
the life of human society as a perpetually turning, with the same
events occuring again and again.
italian historiographer Giovanni Battista Vico (1668-1744) saw
the life of human society as a perpetually turning, with the same
events occuring again and again.
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dogmachine, timeleash, chokechain harmony
painreel, cryptcombination secret .
reconaissance renaissance/
bacterial culture shock
july 8.1996
i was a character in a real life "Holocaust Opera".
it was set in a large castle in the outskirts of chernobyl - new york
city. at one point i was a reporter walking through a slum that had once
been full of people which was right beside the plant looking for the
corpses of children.
many of the walls and floors of the castle had paintings on
them. i was playing the character of a god in disguise as a party-crashing
mortal. the only way you could tell i was a god was if you wanted to figure
out if i was a man or a woman you would find I was NEITHER - (bald spot, like
on plastic Barbie dolls). or if you stabbed or tried to injure me. most
gods disguised don't know they're disguised like me because when you are
converted into a mortal you lose all your godly knowledge. you are still
powerful, but you just don't know it.
fathers'
boots with bristles
scratch paint off walls
while kicking them.
build patina of moneywasting
- July 25, 1909: Louis Bleriot - first flight across the English Channel.
Due to speed of travel and communication,
events in one place can quickly effect the
whole world.
"shrink-machine" (--> earth) .
i have 7% body fat. this is good.
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italian historiographer Giovanni Battista Vico (1668-1744) saw
the life of human society as a perpetually turning, with the same
events occuring again and again.
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He said to everyone fleeing the festival:
"We have no reason to stay and burn,
no reason to stay and eat each others' saliva,
no reason to stay and watch cheap pornography -
we will be free...!"
One of the people fleeing was a police officer who was off duty - there to
watch the show. We ran through obstacles - the spikes coming up through the
floor, trapdoors, came out into a set of a game show, on the CBC...kids
running through obstacle course of plastic vegetation, one of them is me
as a child - about 11-12 years old. She slides through a carved out tree
trunk which is a waterslide- everyone runs out of the television studio.
Suddenly I am sitting a a fancy dinner table and she (me..the other me) is
there again...sitting to my left - we are in a small house, her house? She
refills my glass of water and I say "thank-you".
dynamic photograph,
unmagnifying glass,
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