Solemn

  Somebody killed Pynchon, and somebody else celebrated them
Gravity’s centered through the throwing of a pebble
		and video/games is what “I” wants to pacify war in our mind
Clocking in and clocking out of the scramble for time
My body is shocked by the socialization of hope
		and reality is shared in its mis(sed)-contents 

You’re celebrating too much a word, used as a leverage point to ratify a community
It’s not about believing it’s about proposing alternatives!
											    that’s what they shout
Stunting the dismemberment and the flattening of the mass.

Currents of finance dictate consent towards dynamism for dynamism’s sake,
Theorizing on your own on involution
							    practices of fabulation’s reactivation for Abolition:
		We all intra-act while we interact,
		I noticed your pronouns and I noticed the words

			Mote
					
			 Soil

I felt the weight of the gaze laid upon me by a profiteer
					 my eyes sift the text with frenzy
We need to find a new festival to crash,
		new necessities to meet and new and new and new
Split open the cracks and abolish the cave, 
	non-space-rite-of-passage into the over-present void.

“I don’t read books I make them”
Said the sculptor.
	“I haven’t read enough books”
	Said the scholar.
		“I disagree with the words in your book”
		Said the militant.
			“Look at what a nice design this book has”
			Said the activist.

		“BE SILENT”

  Who’s the enemy watching? 
   What need is there for it?
Militancy need/ling(s)’/s an ethics of Violence…
		We know what we’re anti-about
	but not what we’re anti-across
Logically planning to affirm everything
		we think bears us down towards the sediment in our feet
“I cannot not accept the fact that I’m sedimentally a nazi”
      is a soldier more sane than an assassin?
      is G.I. Joe more human than Ed Gein?

		  	Present Future Past
	 post-Past neo-Present and perma-Future
Of animals that think they are smart because they have mirrors in dualisms

If you die tomorrow, what will the ghosts say when they meet you at the doorstep?
		what if the doorstep began to vocalize?
Signifier’s circulation as retour to the original origins organically organized 
			  in a dehiscence of the rest