algorithmic sabotage Follow President Trump and Suckle on The Teet of the Great Storms And Waves SWAMP REVIEW Inaugural Issue January 20, 2025 Amerika Most Resolutely and Most Wurmly Supports President Trump President Trump, our great leader, once again had a good swim in the Patomic River, braving the wind and waves on January 2025. The sky over D.C. that day was bright and clear.
algorithmic sabotage Tome of Odunette Every line in a classical poem should end with a period, unless the final letter of the final word is y.
that time pumiquat he never spoke to me again. without explanation, i knew how to say the word. pumiquat. it's not what you think. nor what you expect. it's a secret. i've only told you the part that you're allowed to know
poetry Poem Shadow of a Poem For Eggtooth, who claimed one should never write a poem about a poem or a dream. This poem was created using his words.
invocation Excerpt From the Americ Book of the Dead The old woman’s body on a platform that fills the cave, pallid skin, leathered face, lower lip stretched up over the upper, sutured in place with a skinned twig, eyes sewn shut with purple thread. Naked body covered in filthy gauze. Dead or sleeping. The post-natal mother on her
blog Featured A Big List of Alternative Journals I'm a reading junkie and I'm looking for new sources. I'm dropping most of the 'mainstream' shit I've been reading for decades, and looking for new journals that focus on art and culture.
that time kitchen memories xerxes, fried baloney, cleopatra click click, powdered eggs, slimy chicken in #10 cans, the toaster fire, the burnt cabinet, slicing a finger while slicing bread, plastic radio on the shelf, "at beneficial, you're good for more," tang, "chock-full of nuts is heavenly coffee," "
blog Featured Who Am I This Time? One of the key symptoms of paranoia is the belief that one is the literal center of the universe. What I mean by that is that the entire world, as far as human perception allows, exists solely for the purpose of tormenting, and ultimately, murdering me.
bad translation Featured it was said This poem is widely known, much praised, and probably parodied more than any other. If you’re poetry literate, you’ll probably recognize the poem right away.
poetry This Poem is Nifty This poem is a non-fungible token. This poem is a type of cryptocurrency. This poem is cryptic currently. This poem is interchangeable. This poem cannot buy money. This poem has no value...
algorithmic sabotage the effects of 198083 the present examples clearly torture the traumatic forms of study, and are created mental, or missing scars, discrete light of truth, and for the generations, and on them found every of his sons had been all, the angel of nightmare’s god...
that time Buried Alive Could those human bones we dug up that time have been cursed? Could I have been cursed? Could we have been cursed? We put them back, but maybe that didn’t help. I did everything I could to avoid digging up the bones of my assault.
blog Please Join Me for an Online Event I invite you to join us for an online event on September 29, The Ripple Effect, that includes storytelling, poetry, music, performance art, and more. There will be some suprises and some giveaways. I promise you it will be fun.
invocation ariadne amazed i was touched by you i was torched by you you put your boot on my face i was reminded of your beauty you put me in the maze you put me on the beast you saved me from yourself you betrayed me for my self
that time Random Encounter As we wept—my father and I—I wondered if it was for his friend, after all. I wondered if it was for him. I wonder if it was for me.
algorithmic sabotage Concentrate I arrived on the astral plane, after a series of trials and transitional exercises. Hard to describe but I was floating in the air (with a few other (people)) and the trial kept repeating as I figured out how to transition. There was a magnetic force that kept me afloat.
that time Anguinum The original trauma was birth and everthying that follows is but preparation for the trauma of death. Of letting go of all that we have learned. It is only through remembering that we can die because remembering is to forget.
blog Algorithmic Sabotage “Algorithmic Sabotage” is a figure of techno-disobedience for the militancy that’s absent from technology critique...
algorithmic sabotage Hey, Sojourner! You must let go, let it go, let it be, it is what it is, is that all there is? yes, this, that is all, this is it. You're heart. Must be blind. You must persist. Do not resist. What you resist persists. There is only one way. You must find it. The way is not self evident. This is not a maze.
algorithmic sabotage the gulp towards which we must seek why should making something outside of ourselves justify our existence? "I now embrace eternity, because this is far from over!" why should we be worth any more than dirt? aren't we of dirt? gravity is real, because we can measure and predict it. the soul isn&
