Prediction—or personal pose: / In the Age of AI / Poetry will be the last refuge / Of human language.
in under 500 characters…
Now that #ai is colonizing / #writing, my mind goes back / to studying theory in the ’90s:
There is no rest for the search engine. The unquiet dead play games with the subject/ object interface. It appears that our operating system is not a friend to Jesus. Logos flash through the sky of the Sinkiang Autonomous Region. Our wet dreams run through fiberoptic cables.
To the Cleft of the Mountain We Go
Fold up the linen and keep the receipts / Re-bury the boxes in earth. / Tight—shut the windows, hermetically seal / Let nobody see its birth! // Golden-brown bodies with Sun-kissed lips / Don silver-moon garments of old. / Hush— cool silence for raging and violence / Fire’s mouth must be closed to console. // To the cleft of the mountain we go!
Lo fatal by Rubén Darío – performance and translation
Marco V Morelli reads Darío’s classic in original Spanish, with music by Doug Duff. There is a new English translation as well.
Jupiter Square Saturn
“Jupiter crash landed into Saturn.” As above, so below. What follows is a short and bittersweet astrological allegory about the power struggles that ensue in the heavens.
Universal Eggs Benedict
Ingredients: 2 eggs (poached), hollandaise sauce (egg yolk, butter, lemons), English muffin, bacon slices, and something extra to enlarge the whole. Eggs, when you really think about them, are bizarro. Little pockets of pre-embryonic fluid. If you were …
Dissecting the video-essay: “Perreo as a spatio-temporal re-configurator”
https://vimeo.com/313734066 Reggaeton took over the planet. Latin music had never been so popular, so present in the global arena, so influential. But, is the world ready for a formal, scholastic study of the phenomenon? Eduardo Makoszay Mayén seems to …
An introduction to Jodo’s movies: “Who Is Alejandro Jodorowsky?”
How to decipher Alejandro Jodorowsky’s symbolic film world? Here’s an introduction.
Alan Moore spills the beans on the Book Shambles podcast
Arguably the most respected comic book writer, Alan Moore, gives you more information that you can chew in one sitting.
A rare David Lynch interview about meditation, creativity and the absence of anger
A never-before-heard interview with David Lynch by Mitch Horowitz, mostly about meditation and creativity.
on differences that make a difference, or aesthetics
“Blood and Rockets: Movement I, Saga of Jack Parsons – Movement II, Too the Moon” by The Claypool Lennon Delirium
The Claypool Lennon Delirium masterfully tells the story of rocket scientist/ occultist Jack Parsons.
Consuelos de Cocina
Hands of the dead here in my living hands / as I split stony squash with a crack of the blade, / scoop seeds, oil flesh for the fire—hands / of women and men in my hands, generations / repeating these gestures, the old pleasure…
He was but a breath, a simple creation of some greater existence. Nothing implied, nothing necessary, nothing required. Just a breath. As was the face. And is the face. And always will be the face.
I noted that since the time of Gebser, our ‘grammatical mirror’ has exploded (while remaining mostly mentally fixated) but that we might ‘update’ Gebser by finding evidence of the post-postmodern (integral) now. This text (and accompanying audio) is meant to illustrate that point.
A Precoded Message of Damage
The subject was discovered on a routine gravimetric exploration approximately one mile beneath the Earth’s surface in a small cavern rich in copper. Dwelling in complete darkness and surrounded by approximately 3500 urns of various shapes and sizes, the age of the subject remains indeterminate. Subsequent testing revealed the age of the urns to be approximately 500,000 years old.
Music and lyrics by Paul Maylone. Listen free….
Streets of Paris
Music and lyrics by Paul Maylone. “You will turn me into fire, / You will turn me into war, / I will give my life as openly as so many before….”
How to Live in the Future (Part 2)
If some Omega Point in hyperspace, the Eschaton that waits for us at history’s end, draws all mundane phenomena into its all-embracing unity, we’re implicated in that vast conspiracy already. We can celebrate. But particles apparently pop in and out of being all the time, each moment a Creation. All of it occurs at once, a party more than a parade. So point me to “the” Singularity, again?
Banishing the World: Conner Habib on Postmodern Philosophy and the Occult
I spoke with Conner Habib about his new course, “Banishing the World: Postmodern Philosophy and the Occult,” and learned about the surprising ways in which the most interesting and sophisticated philosophies coming out of humanities converge precisely with occult ideas.
Taking the Waters
“We are lost and strangers to this place, this mother of terrors and wonders.”
Gonjasufi’s “Vinaigrette” & The Dark Night of the Soul
I saw the freedom of the open streets in the early morning and the romance of the street lamps curled with the eerie silence of the city’s expanse. What you call “an isolated figure” makes a left turn into a horizon of pillowy clouds and endures some kind of ecstasy while being alone in a motel room. The film feels alive, present.
A Mind Altogether Stranger
What if consciousness actually is something akin to the way it is experienced?
How to Live in the Future (Part One)
When I attempt to visualize “the future” as I learned to think of it in childhood, I see the image of a silvery, metallic, shifting sphere…
Notes on Wallace Stevens and Animism
There is no interiority whatsoever. Belief in interiority, in private unextended subjectivity, is a modern conceit.
Chaos, Crisis, and Creativity. A live hangout with the editors of Metapsychosis
Join us this Thursday, August 4th, at 8 p.m. EDT (time zone conversion) for a live Zoom hangout with the editors of Metapsychosis, as we close out our Inception cycle (0.6)—and look ahead to our next phase.
Coda – A Short Film of Life and Death
I found this beautiful animated gem as a randomly generated suggestion for my Youtube account. The Irish have always had a unique, thoughtful, and sometimes humorous relationship with death, so it comes as no surprise that this portrait of the psychopo …
Digital Mack is in the House
“As I looked at his work, I realized that the images seemed to be moving in front of my eyes. Or in my eyes, vibrating into my brain. (I was otherwise sober.) They also reminded me of the skateboard and graffiti art my brother, a tattoo artist in New York, has loved since our childhood. I stared at each piece—faces and eyeballs, subtle patterns—and felt an oscillating time dimension, layers of color and emotion.”
The sounds Chrystalis produces are the kind that you wish to keep to yourself; ones you don’t share with anyone.