Tag Archives: Drama is the Opiate of the Masses

destined for history

Posted on June 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

Chancroid v. Chancellor Pasted and made agent, once again, I earned the title of Chancroid of Elfador. I understood public relations and quickly assembled a fleet to sail to Festicularis. Never had so many sumptuous furs been made execrable by … Continue reading →

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this i learned

Posted on June 1, 2022 by istsfor manity

How To Hold A Belt While Beating A Human Being This I learned from my father . . . What I’m Reading: “… all of the want and suffering in the world—all of it—arises not from the earth’s inability to … Continue reading →

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stuff in between

Posted on March 29, 2022 by istsfor manity

Sanctioned by the Association of Nimble Twee (Fade Out / 8 channels of noise : one channel of noise drops out every 30 seconds until there is silence) Voiceover In Search Of A Film: Soft antennae entertainment turned minds to … Continue reading →

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your right plugholes

Posted on March 21, 2022 by istsfor manity

It’s my dream / Well it scares me! Would you, could you, please, at least write 100 words as a draftee peasant to your rest-home workshop. Stretch your lenses out so they penetrate the air— the airships that pour out … Continue reading →

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articulations & agreements

Posted on March 19, 2022 by istsfor manity

Beyond Set (Ñackets 2) Thesis paper joyless—After the injection of potassium bromidethere is no Marcela right-wing jet set.After stimulation to the heartuploaded their gelatinous set.It’s unpredictable and immeasurable.The new goal to express their defenses (set)—immaterial & pileated & your articles,articulations … Continue reading →

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The Bullyboy Creep

Posted on March 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

Thee Bullyboy Creep Bullyboy in turtleneck aplombStringing z’s together in an endless creepCreep o’ the centuryCreep o’ the weekDo thee Bullyboy Creep What I’m Reading: “We have the capacities for understanding and, at the same time, we understand nothing…” — … Continue reading →

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guilty bystanders we

Posted on March 16, 2022 by istsfor manity

g.b.w. guilty bystanders we?bystanders guilty we!we guilty bystanders. What I’m Reading: “’Now,’ he said, ‘I’ll by God show them how ugly the Ugly American can be.’And he breaks out all the ugliest pictures in the image bank and puts it … Continue reading →

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the closed circuit

Posted on March 11, 2022 by istsfor manity

Flooded / Parched The things that were deleterious to her health were the things she enjoyed most in life. She found her life an endless set of binary “yes or no’s”—multivariate options always at the “0” or “1” click or … Continue reading →

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why don’t people

Posted on March 10, 2022 by istsfor manity

SQUALL The long winter was the cause. He hit the snow plow driver with a shovel. He cut the man’s brow deeply over his left eye. A neighbor said: “Incidents like this don’t usually occur in this neighborhood.” Another said: … Continue reading →

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first world cavils

Posted on March 9, 2022 by istsfor manity

Raft of Tires Let us go then, you and I… Like a patient… lobotomized with Trotsky’s ice-pick. Let us go, through certain half… dim back-alley Havana streets where “los gusanos” dare to meet—away from the teeth of the revolution. Let … Continue reading →

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