There are hooks from me to every object in this room. Hooks attached to my eyes, hooks protruding up my nostrils into my brain. Supposing I took a bottle, smashed it on the floor, kicked the shards into every corner, spread them around the floor - the cut from these hooks would still be deeper, even if I walked around barefoot.

“He might have sunk into mental chaos; instead, he triumphed through discipline, work and meditation.” Words written in the book about Van Gogh. Who was he? That he that might have but instead triumphed? That is, who almost sunk but was saved by discipline? Which one was that?

Or this one, this book by Dogen under my sheets. I had been reading it last night. It’s quite different, you see. With your little hooks a-moment, you see. He says this. “The multiplicity of one flower is five petals, the opening of five petals is one flower.” That’s good, I thought. The multiplicity of one is five, the opening of five is one. Becoming is what happens, quantity is what is. But there’s something missing in all that. A bit more about the one and that five. It got captured by ol’ Jimmy pretty well, you know the man, the one who sang about his friend, the end: “Five to one, baby, one in five, no one here gets out alive now; you get yours, baby, I’ll get mine, gonna make it baby if we try.”

Hey dudes,

I wrote this poem from a Breece Pancake short story about a serial killer who drives a snow plow. It’s pretty decadent.

Raton the sign read

Think of that buck

Then at the bend

A young feller

With rawhide hair

A nice-looking young feller

Arm and thumb like

Soldiers do

The snow i see

come all the way down to fall like chimera for me

Thanks, he says

He’s a nice young feller,

Hair like buckskin

Teeth straight as a barber’s razor

Says I’m goin’ a Raton

Says it was cold

Nobody wanted a pick me up

An’ ain’t this where

feller show up dead?

Side a the road

Half a his skin peel’d off?

Guess you never can be too careful—

My hand over his mouth,

Find a kidney, knife against that buck

In the dead of night—I see his face

antlers on the wall

No, never too careful.

I lift my foot from the pedal

Chimera like snow

Breaks along the windshield to glide

down below

for me

Yeah, right around here; I think.

Has been a while.

Sure scared folks around here when it happened

all i can think is how straight his teeth were—just a boy;

that buck. Dead of night. Buckskin sheen

Under the lamplight

Of his hair like chimera

Say, I need a look at the map

It’s under the seat—

And while he digs I reach back; wrap my fingers ’round the wrench

But the chimera decides me:

i don’t feel like cleaning up the mess

Nice-looking boy

There’s no map under here, friend

Raton the sign reads 56 miles

(This is not a poem, I wrote it in my notebook and it has to look this way, the columns have to be narrow.)

One survives as a matter
of course. This is not up for
discussion. Birds in the background,
they I like. No cause for
concern. But a woman’s voice
is different. It goes farther.
And so what is a.

In the times when I was
young I was much the same
as now. As enclosed and
quietly friendly. A man once
said to me Beautiful it was
when I was a child. Now it
is a tragedy.

Superfluous he said. Those
girls. I think I came to the
park. Yes of course, and
there are people everywhere.
Dutching about the day.
Not particularly exasperated.
What would it be to be the
same.

The girls I said, I
think I smirked. It was
after the store where I bought.
I came out and twigged my
legs then. Whatever that means.

Licentiates one and all.
Sometimes correct and sometimes
mistaken. As a matter of
course. And so when I
looked back I said school
girls when actually they were
the approach. I was too
fixated then. Too earnest
to attract, to make a good
show. Christ. It wasn’t
what he said that made
him so.

And so what is a. Yes
many people here and flowers
too. And one over there.
Is she. But behind glasses.
Always! These and the
barbers where they go and
in the windows idealimages
and then they come out and
they are ready to. The night to.
Out and they go there to.

Is she, I swear. Look away.
There are birds in the trees,
it is not a cloudy day. “Well
hello, yes, it was indeed
and so, no go on, ah well
yes certainly it is, but, oh
well you see, ah me too!”

Yes it is certain she. And
so what is, and yes I
do not mind. I rejoice
in admixture. She is looking.
I am certain. You know
this now; remember.

As a matter of course. I
came here well I know not what
for. To sit and be stilled.
It was the shake, it was
mad on the street where
the approach and. All
licentiates, one and all, all
just only. She again. Christ.
I am not prurient she is
looking. All just only making
an argument for. But I am
getting hungry now.

untitled. charcoal on paper, 38 x 52″

Zephieyr Instructions Sheet

Table of Contents
1.    Quick set-up and construction
2.    Customizable construction options
3.    Maintenance
4.    Safety guidelines and concerns of use
5.    Troubleshooting
a.    Seepage
b.    Erosion
Section 2: Translations

Quick Set-Up Guide
1.    Carefully unpack.  Lay out component parts and compare to diagram 1a.
•    Due to the entirely organic processes used in construction, color may vary slightly. There may be natural variations to the color of the casings and the size of the main grommet.
•    Product may have settled during shipping. If the bags look empty, shake and fluff into wholeness.
2.    Sheet the Zephaer.  Be careful to leave the central flap unsheeted.  Zephiyr models I, IV, ?, and ? have four other flaps to sheet.  However, if it is windy, or if there is an impending power failure, you must pinch the layers of the corrugated sheeting together to prevent it from unflapping.
3.    Always remember: Dirt is the Worst!  Fully separate the main body of the Zephaer from the floor or the ground before flaking becomes uncontrollable.  You should always have adult supervision, and a bucket of water on hand to prevent Spillage or Seepage.
a.    See Page ivx for a full description of strategies for stopping flaking, including controlled exfoliations.
e.    Caution: leakage could cause severe disfigurations of the mouth or other relevant orifices.  If such leakage should occur, contact your local poison control center
4.    Decouple your completed Zephyier from its light-touch valves using a socket-hammer.  The Zephyar will soon learn to sustain itself on its own WASTE, however, you must ensure a constant flow at all times to the unit.
5.    Using the double-barreled nozzle provided, inflate the Zephayer until its surface is taut and the secondary layer presses against Flap 3
6.    Congratulations on your completed Zephieyir!  In order to prevent it blowing away, affix the guy lines provided to the windy side (see Option 3)

Customizable Construction Options
Note: some of these options are highly volatile.  Consult your therapist before you Follow the instructions for option 2.
Option 1—Colored Backplates.  For a wider range of backplate colors, including glow-in-the-dark and disco options, see our online catalog.  To change the backplate, unscrew the flywheels behind the secondary vestibule, remove the original steel backplate, and carefully insert the new plate.  Secure and rotate.  For Zepheiyrs within the public domain, it is recommended that the color of the backplate component be changed frequently to maintain audience interest.

Option 2—In emergencies and criminal contingencies, the Zephaeyr can be made to flow backwards.  However, doing so on high speeds can cause disjunctions in the outer casing that could lead to cracking.  In order to reverse the flow, simply insert a court-ordered reversal subpoena into the intake valves.  After evaluating the authenticity of the document (usually about 12 min), the Zephiear will automatically reverse Flow.  Evacuate vicinity immediately.

Option 3—Guy Lines.  For extra support on windy days, you can attach the provided guy lines to the windward side of the unit.  Use the loops and stakes provided, and attach the lines firmly to the ground.

Maintenance
Bi-Monthly Routine Maintenance
This rigorous maintenance and tuning routine should be performed on a bi-monthly basis to prevent component failure, blockages, outages, and total collapse.
f.    Controlled exfoliations should be performed upon the surface of the Zeyphir as part of your regular maintenance of the unit.
i.    To exfoliate the Zephayer, lift the front cover and remove the inner cartridge.
ii.    Using rubber gloves, run the cartridge over all the sheeted surfaces of the Zeypher. Rub against the grain.  The sheeting will flake geometrically.
iii.    Consume or dispose the excess in hazmat container.  Do not pour down the drain.
g.    Rotate the grommets regularly.  If your grommets have already gone, there is no need to rotate them.
h.    Dissassemble the driveshaft, lubricate the component parts with proZeph SpeedOil (available in our online catalogue), and reassemble.
Safety
•    The Zephayer is not a toy.  Keep away from nose and mouth.
•    Use Zephiayr only under supervision, adult or spiritual (also available from our online catalogue).
•    When using SuperVision, make sure the SuperVisor is raised and can see all primary angles of the Zephaeyr without needing to rotate or readjust.
•    In the event that the Zephyer overruns itself, evacuate the vicinity immediately and call your local department of corrections.
•    If there is a buildup of WASTE in the fuel tank, siphon some of it off immediately.
•    To prevent universal damage, only use your Zephyiar on hardwood floors.

Troubleshooting
•    Seepage
o    If your unit begins to leak or seep, check for blockages in the WASTE uptake tubes.
•     If there is a block, carefully disassemble the secondary pneumatic assembly, clean all component parts, and reassemble.
•    If there is no blockage in the pneumatic assemblies, then there is a problem with your power supply.  Contact your local electricity provider.
•    Erosion
o    If you use your Zephaier on other than hardwood surfaces, it may cause erosion.  If you find yourself sliding towards the unit, immediately cease its operation and allow it to consume the rest of its WASTE.

THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING ZEPHAYIER: DELIVERING PROFESSIONAL SUCTION AND PRODUCTION SOLUTIONS SINCE 1973

One is always being deceived.

Please help! I need a title for my thesis… Here’s a sampling of the pieces that will be in the show. Unfortunately, I don’t have more photographs right now, but I hope this gives you a sense of the work. There will be about 20-25 pieces in total. India ink on watercolor paper, sizes varying from about 12 x 14″ to 36 x 42″. Any title suggestions would be much appreciated.

Engo’s Introduction

He attempted to set down a thought. It appeared that Foucault’s persistence in quoting from the legal reformers indicated something, a powerful trait, an inhabitation of the matter at hand. At the same time Foucault never ceases to be Foucault; one sees turns of speech pregnant with irony, usages of the legal discourse not far short of satire. If you sight the traces of method, you will shudder with joy. Ecstasy verges and urges on primordial zeal. But which one. Is Foucault a prophet, and if so, of what sect. How sit within the penal colony, don the lineaments of the warden, and retain a voice tonally intact. Or, how diverge from that tone and remember the scale back. How represent the representation and still remain present. See the following.

Main Subject

Foucault has mastered assimilation - he has taken in the language of the Structural One. He has studied its logic, its history, its means of arriving at the present status. This allows him to speak with its words, allude to its insights, as if they were his own - all the while keeping autonomous to some degree, maintaining an interrogatory voice within the logos.

If we do not wish to say that this constitutes Foucault’s authenticity (that would indicate an original autonomy to which one ought to return, to which one’s ‘ontological’ imperative directs one), then we should at least say this is his genius. To be within and still to see it all.

What this means is that Foucault keeps sight of what he is doing, whose points he is making: he keeps an eye on the discursive flows emanating from the pen. What eye is this? In any event it is not the I. He becomes a speaking-through, but under a guidance - he has something to tell us, but it will not be him that reveals the story. Every time he points, he uses another’s hand; and like the webbing of fingers, the pointing always finds that which is conjoined, phenomena con-sensed. Many colors, many tongues; the eloquent production of a synaesthetic polyvocity.

But who oversees? Well for one we have a revision: overseer, not overman. If we must bear the heritage of industrial revolution, let us not despair of our bondage to the factory. Let us be a transparent managerial prism. A prism that inflects, connects, divulges, underscores, revisits, duplicates - but does not judge. A prism that sees.

I verge on a discredited thought. What I meant to say was this: Foucault has an intention. He is the nerve structure around the eye. He is that which stakes energy in the seeing, the compiler of good tidings. Again I misspeak. I wish to move us towards a new cross-discipline, and what a term that is, in a Foucauldian exegesis! I want us to see why Foucault is a sort of visionary, and why we already see that. Foucault has an intention. He is in tension. He is intent. In a tent. Camped in sentence. The sentence being served. Sent to dispel tense. Tends to misspell sens. Sent; no. Sen–tence-sen–tense-sen. Sen. Ssen. Sssen. Ssssssssssssssssssssszen.

Absinth’s Verse

Once men met at random

now they are divided by disposition

and observed

for the potentiality

of danger

lies hidden

in the smallest

most everyday matters

The resolve to find the world ugly and bad has made the world ugly and bad.

I fear that the animals consider man… the insane animal, the laughing animal, the weeping animal, the miserable animal.

Let us therefore be natural.

And will your culture and cultivation.  And will in language find your fairest utterance.  And will, and will them.

The one another - the ego ideal encountered in the other, an Other, another Other, anOther.  What does it mean that the space is retracted, desevered?  Deseverance is the jouissance of spotting anOther.  We are enjoiyed (enjoined to enjoyment) at the sight of another screaming “Oh, oh God!”

Our organism is an oligarchy.

His will to infect and poison the fundamental ground of things with the problem of punishment and guilt so as to cut off once and for all his exit from this labyrinth… his will to erect an ideal… and in the face of it to feel the palpable certainty of his own unworthiness…

In New York everything has a story.  New Yorkers celebrate the quotidian because it is quotidian: this is one’s use value.  To be oneself - and with a story.  Two sources of repression and misknowl–

Suddenly all their instincts were suspended… reduced to consciousness… at the same time the old instincts had not suddenly ceased to make their usual demands… subterranean gratifications…

Affect: driving away a pain unendurable to the system perception-consciousness.

Hostility, cruelty, joy in persecuting, in attacking, in change, in destruction - all this turned against the possessors of such instincts: that is the origin of the “bad conscience”….

Jouissance is unrepressed prurience.  Bliss.

There is among them an abundance of the vengeful disguised as judges, who constantly bear the word “justice” in their mouths like poisonous spittle, always with pursed lips, always ready to spit upon all who are not discontented but go their way in good spirits.

—

Living in the midst

gives me

and how much

every moment

—

There is a difference, tween sees and ceases, a letter tacked on - if you will, the one is a bottleneck, the other a bottle.  Liquid gathers in the One.

Master race: beasts who impregnate everything with their progeny - immediate Othering.  “Wherever they appear something new soon arises, a ruling structure that lives“…

What is the Oneself.  The agglomeration of ideals picked up from the confident utterances of others.  And it congeals with itself in a rottenness, a foul odored tendency to apprehend, to say Yes, that does go there; to exclaim Indeed, I heard of that just last week.  A place for all - all in its - a place found right - a in its place - a place right its - in right the should have been - peacebone got found in the dinosaur wi–

Schopenhauer praises philosophic contemplation for liberating the will from the  reproductive drive: but is not prurience the necessary correlate of the active intellect?

Oriented: how can orientation be understood as a ‘looking-eastward’?  Why does symbolic orientation cause us to look east?  What is it that is in the east?  Enlightenment, escape, colony?  Will to power moves to crusade.  Crusade as the necessary result of repressant ressentiment.

The unconscious is the discourse of the Other.

Being unable to put situations to words… a repression of signifiers because prurience seen in everything… only simple naive language utilized because * is seen so far that any description in ordinary terms is precluded.  Preclosure: Ubiquitous prurience.

Proceed: procede.  Correspond: corespond.

We stand before a discord that wants to be discordant.

Let us conclude.  The two opposing values “good and bad,” “good and evil” have been engaged in a fearful struggle on earth for thousands of years; and though the latter value has certainly been on top for a long time, there are still planes where the struggle is as yet undecided.  One might even say it has risen ever higher and thus become more and more profound and spiritual: so that today there is perhaps no more decisive mark of a “higher nature,” a more spiritual nature, than that of being divided in this sense and a genuine battleground of these opposing values.

Another other, another.

You are merely weary.  “Foolishness, not sin! do you grasp that?”