Body 1:
Intricately depicted as a bejeweled mosaic of sparkling light sources, ready made to party & unbroken by fears of fascism, consciousness parsed the multiple streams of words flowing past her slightly fragmented & dissociated mentality, reconciling each way, going through centering filing past, the music & words turning & braiding together while the speakers bomped & womped, the superorganisms of linguistic consciousness & neurology & biochemistry switching over into the dance, twisting & twirling & flipping skirts overturning the song on the stereo /// “Deceptacon” by Le Tigre
Body 2:
Inchworm scale to planetary space scale to cell membrane scale. Human consciousness struggles. Each leaf on each tree falls, spiraling ’round an axis of stillness. A frontal wave of political ambushes flickers through the mind. A wildness inspires a breathing in of spirit, animate energies that inflate the querent with potential like lightning briefly able to swear with the eloquence of the Blarney Stone, shading out a torrent of fire, you meet my eyes and tell me how dumb this all is. But let us hope it broke up the monotony & doom of it all.
Sidebars:
Fortune Glyphs: The Utterance, Concurrences, Dysjunctions
Fortune Glyphs: The Kilogram, The Utterance, High Energy Particle
Both Sidebars: Buy Human, Live Offline, Know Quiet, Cultivate Simplicity /// “I have but three things to teach: Simplicity, Patience, Compassion” – Tao Te Ching #67
Lost in Mist 