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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....

wallow in silence

Posted on January 12, 2021 by istsfor manity

Overheard at the John Cage Symposium Every time there is a large gap on radio or television,John Cage is paid a royalty of $4.33.This is why people sit and listen to rain.I’ll make a presumptive statement…I want to hug this … Continue reading →

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gratuitous jump-cuts

Posted on January 11, 2021 by istsfor manity

Born Again I’ve been healed, but it’s going to be a rainy day tomorrow. It was revealed to me that profligacy leads to losing scrapers and brushes — and uncontrolled oven fires… or was it oven fries? I’m not sure. … Continue reading →

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the cogs thunder

Posted on January 10, 2021 by istsfor manity

Doomsday Clock I am the keeper of the Doomsday Clock. I know what will happen to us. I know how the world ends, but I don’t tell you. I’ll keep you in the dark. I stopped the hands on the … Continue reading →

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mighty good leader

Posted on January 9, 2021 by istsfor manity

Click on the play button above to watch my short film iii. mighty good leader. “Everything faded into mist. The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became truth.” — George Orwell / 1984

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seething altered state

Posted on January 8, 2021 by istsfor manity

film drama is the opium of the masses dziga vertov’s camera eyedetaches its retina – click, whir – a reddish yellow massof seething altered state kino-kism: glowingwhite-hot to-blue eye, the whirring swallows the grayincandescent sky “What we remember from childhood … Continue reading →

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eating the universe (redux)

Posted on January 7, 2021 by istsfor manity

Exiles In the Land of Kakistocracy I.  A Conversation in the Time of Galamatias: Our salad days are filled with bitter herbs and intractable roots —Not so much a salad, but a melangeOf weeds and thistles —Indelicate things in our … Continue reading →

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wha’?!

Posted on January 6, 2021 by istsfor manity

WTF just happened? Wha’?! Below you’ll find a book review I wrote yesterday when there was some semblance of normalcy in the ether. I spent the entire afternoon and evening doing what is most inimical to writing — watching history unspool … Continue reading →

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thee only method

Posted on January 5, 2021 by istsfor manity

How I Became The Scarified Boy (a thingamajiggy) This takes place everywhere and nowhere at once. At the center of a spin art piece before the paint reticulates out; in manifold dusty, dark spaces; in destitute backyards choked with crabgrass; … Continue reading →

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title & such here

Posted on January 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

All that and the other stuff goes here… “We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.” — Toni Morrison / Nobel Prize Lecture

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why not gag

Posted on January 3, 2021 by istsfor manity

erasure poem #1321 freedom, of course, is meaningless, so worthless that no one except you cares whether you are free others fail to care why not gag? *** The Left Hand of Darkness / Ursula K. Le Guin (1969) I … Continue reading →

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