⁶⁹⁴> Nox + chasing Chevys to connect i-cut knot in Kansas no more, to carry itself for Xmas eve
... the paper is wasted cuz it's only printed on 1 side + even then ½ the pages just have little clipping w/ a few words on it... + it's hard-cover + comes in a box so uses like 10x the resources as a regular book object + takes up a lot of space. But again, we dig the idea of it + every so often she'd say sumping, lik «u reelize u halve survived it + so must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself.» [ ... ]

⁶⁹²> 59^th st. sawH.O.R.S.E. sandpiling 12 mini-Boog Λ-waved Δifferentials to animate our Textiloma committment
... we dig the IDea uv fleeting tXt dat comes + ghose, dat's knot siempre stuck on a screen... u can demonstrait the self-editing prosses, animate her. B4 dis sandpiling sueño we was messing round w/ sawtooth waves on our mini-Boog, purhaps why we rêved bout a sandune in the shape uv a sawhorse? The thing about the mini-Boog (Behringer D) is dat we can't store patches so if we come [ ... ]

⁶⁹⁰> Re:chording fuzzy post-humun ½-verdads in kind on Memorex High Bias tapestried tapes
We's starting to wonder if we is completely schizoid biased, like w/ d-lusions of grandjure? Or whatever they say the definishun of insanity is, duing the same thing ova + ova + xpecting a diffrent result? Ore are we like dat twin brudder, planting impressions in our noggin' just so we kin live w/ our selves, so we dont godda face the ℝealidad dat we truelie suck, at least to the predominant [ ... ]

⁶⁸⁸> dub-L headid whirled re:chord of K9 re:creation + LL re:/cursive surf (mod 8)
... the letter Q had a pitcher of a queen + we colured in her robe w/ a green crayon + our teacher aksed why we chose green + not blue... perhaps the 1st time we tripped out on the concept of colour, how they was these discrete concepts we agreed upon, like letters. We also member how in dat «Town Carousel» they gave us cookies + kool-aid + then told us to take naps on cots laid out in a big [ ... ]

⁶⁸⁶> The compittent blown-up presshore uv our dizzy d-zzz diarhea + a free Calamari liebury box to boot
... in the K-OS dat ensues the photographer ends up w/ the severed neck/head. Or how when the band of crazies appear mid-way thru the film + give hym a sign, he puts it in the back of his Rolls, like he's compliant to bean committed. + the fact dat he's a photo-grapher, riflects the vanity of trying to capture (in the name of art) .Or maybe it's just us, questioning hour one sanity, projecting [ ... ]

⁶⁸⁴> priming thriver meme + mastering DK-2-K-OS on freakwindsea 22/11/66
... Ms Ann Thrope will stand 4 the misanthropic replicant widow dat came 2 us in dis dream, our brudder's X dat we was obliged 2 marry 22 yrs ago under levirate law. Spose dis bee like Her (2013), witch is fitting considering Spike Jonze is a charactor in Textiloma (the director of the movie w/ in the book). De todos modos, espero que tom bien wheel regress to righting this Modern Epimetheus [ ... ]

⁶⁸²> Standstill stage diving, raving + caving in green guts ala Voix Bulgares for experimental relativity (c. 1992)
... system will sway from one stationary maximum to another, or taking a metaphor from the ocean tides, the system will sway from one high tide to another. The system, forming the primordial element, is nothing at an instant. It requires it's whole period to manifest itself. In an analogous way, a note of music is nothing at an instant, but it also requires its whole period in which to manifest itself. [ ... ]

⁶⁸⁰> Sunny's Requiem or Sublobo 1995: Serendipity is serenity w/ a dip in it (i.e. we ain't in Kansas no more)
I'm at an immersion point where I'm no longer a tourist and there's some traits that I just have to leave behind or I'd be hindered by being judgemental or hypercritical (not to mention getting my ass kicked). Helps that I got a buzzcut, but I'm getting good at swallowing my tongue and fitting in... these rednecks have no idea what a weirdo liberal I really am. So really I guess having my brother [ ... ]

⁶⁷⁸> Sissyfussing 7 purrfect 10 sonic sculptures down-climbing a virgin ½-pipe w/ our granny cart
... a heavier expression of this addickshin jean. It's hard to say "we wish we was never born" (+ it don't mean we're sewersidal), butt an abortion wd of bean a bedder choice for the grater good of el mundo. Butt wile we're hear hay guess we shd make the best of hit + do our pard to diminish this humun need to keep begetting genetickly by fostering posthuman memetic propagation thru art [ ... ]

⁶⁷⁶> Holloring why O Y O-ming on the x-callbox w/ no FX in the micro-cosmic mise en abîme of DC
... to git stuff like a pillow for our bedder-½ + parlay w/ the vacuum rep cuz the cheap-ass Hikeren we bot 6 messes ago already broke + when we emailed dare customer support (sum randumb Hotmail acct), we god a response from a personal gmail acct, ½ in shyknees, dat amongst other unintelligible things said “it's normal that the machine automatically stops working when you are using.” [ ... ]

⁶⁷⁴> c/oVEMPs cum breatharian Sissyfuss landscaping Indiana + Rode I-land in our hone backyard
... asksing us to become a breatharian. We aksed him why shd we due all this when there's bean no conclusive studies showing any of this does squat + he shrugged + admitted this was tru, dat they don't know shit about Mineareyes d-zzz, what causes her + what helps + then smuggly said that's why this pertickler field was great, cuz "70% of ppl get bedder w/o doing nothing + we get to take [ ... ]

⁶⁷²> Follow the yellow-paged journel as we fall for Zo in AZ (Q1, 1992)
We’re living in this huge lattice of energy and atomic particles. I was thinking maybe it’s even a discrete lattice, quantum mechanics forging the connections. Rather than change physics to account for discrepancies that arise, we need to alter our geometry. Maybe it’s space itself that is quantized? And since we live in these lattice points—that is real to us. We can have no concept of what’s [ ... ]

⁶⁷⁰> Desert isle filler from the fog: flow, continuity, chronology + the lost art of albums
... more + more we find ourselves wanting to sink our teeth in moss, callus snobby art lovers... specially if it's a book we feel the texts + words shd all work together as a collective hole, driving twards the same gol, w/ the soul motivation being art, not entertainment. Weave been dwelling a lot lately on this, not just in terms of litterasure, but in music... this as we (Sound ƒuries) are scrambling to [ ... ]

⁶⁶⁸> Sahara Miss-us Hippy + Allah Bama wandering black + blues to pyschogeographical roots
On the way to + from the African American museum we considered what state-named ave to do as part of our Microcosmic Psycho-geography of DC project, then reminded ourselves it's not just about microcosmic states, but other countries since all the embassies reside in DC. So we knocked off a few on the way back, related to the African American museum—Senegal, Congo (both the [ ... ]

⁶⁶⁶> Σi = DCLXVI (devil's #) uv 66 Tri-X found (ℝeel) negatives, retro-fitted as anaglog camraw art
Especially poignant since our b-day is 11/22/66. Took us 10 yrs to log the 1^st 333 posts (+ we din't start counting til #331) + it's bin 6 yrs since then, sow were excelerating. When we was in California visiting our mom a few weeks ago we found a bunch of negatives dat we hadn't yet scanned, so figgered we'd celebrate post #666 by inklooting these, in no partickler order. Most of these are black + [ ... ]

⁶⁶⁴> No trespassing unless you're hunting deaf + how our bedder ½ came to be, AZ, end of 1991
In this sense it would be nice to experience complete blackness—the void an unattainable goal due to the continuous background noise. So that was strange, compounded with the visceral nightmare I had the other night that was inducing déjà vu where I was at a party and was introduced to this blind girl and she totally freaked out in my presence saying that we were destined to fall in love but [ ... ]

⁶⁶²> The meaning of wah as a message left on our own answering machine @ U of A, Tucson, fall 1991
... ice cubes tinkling in the glass. The rhythmic humming of crickets and distant traffic is being disrupted by loud cymbals crashing and drums banging, punk rock screaming chants. The way it echoes off the buildings and empty streets. I opened the curtains to let the light out so I could write. Sirens. Helicopters hover and spin around, floodlights flashing around. This is it. So I be student. [ ... ]

⁶⁶⁰> Happy campers eating Marion berry washed ova by n Abortion of loving grace
Found sum stuff of his weed never seen before, inklooting an art/collage scrapbook + a photo album from his whirled trip, witch wood of come in handy when our patron Cal A. Mari was working on vol I of "SSEY'. Also took iron, witch used to be in our poSSESion but when we went to Africa we sent it back to our mudder for safe keeping. Also snagged the skeletal foot from this piece, minus [ ... ]

⁶⁵⁸> The old nadsat index of our mind spinning in-out of Huxley's dystopia like clockwork, o my droogies
perhaps big brother is watching, but censorship ain't a problema so much as general apathy... books don't need to be banned cuz no-body gives a shit about reading no more if it ain't on their phones. There ain't a lack of info so much as an overload of of entropic dirt dat has turned us into passive + apathetic egosists. In Orwell's dystopia, the masses are controlled by fear, ultraviolence + the old [ ... ]

⁶⁵⁶> Toetill self-e-clipse of the son in Axixic (July 1991) w/ Bo Diddley's dotter + a busted bomba. . . o,
The guy who had a gun pointed at him looked like he’d already been in a fight, cuts on his face + shirt covered w/ blood stains. Their table was littered w/ shrimp shells, salsa splatterings, tequila bottles, blood + barf. The guy with the gun was pissed + meant business. The waiter tried to reason w/ him + managed to lead him outside. Everyone in the restaurant was mellow about it, like they see [ ... ]

⁶⁵⁴> Juanita the cact-eye, pyschogeographical labyrinthitis, macrocosmic vita D + a bird in hand
... piano piano we're snapping out of it). This after waiting a mes for an appt + doc J was an hora tarde. + the earliest we can schedule an ENT is next month... the Amerikin medickle system is such a crock of caca. 1 thing we did learn from peeing in a cup, swabbing our poop + letting them jab a niddle in our vein is that we is d-fishant in vitamin D... strange considering all the sun we get. Not as d- [ ... ]

⁶⁵²> Swann St 1^st story... can u here me now?
... they left us their sound system which perhaps in the late '90s or early '00s was state of the art, w/ surround sound speakers through-out the house... but we don't got no CDs or TV, all we can do is use the AUX port for our iPhone + computer + we're still trying to figger out how to get the downstair speakers to work. Speaking of, yesterday we rode our bike all the way to the hospital to get a [ ... ]

⁶⁵⁰> Autobiography of a Yogi Bear re-up'ing an ikat ottoman, bearing in mind x-SSES poSSESions
... REMember? Need to keep REMinding ourselfs. We know what we shd + shd knot due, now it's just a madder of breaking ol habits + pudding nu 1s into practice like we wake up now + go strait downstairs + turn the cofee on + while we're wading for Major Dickason to brew we go to our palestra + due sum down-dogs + stretches... child's pose (balasana) in pertickler is grate for the shoulder. [ ... ]

⁶⁴⁸> 10,001 sleeping positions, karmic transactions, rug remnants + the ergonomics of laptops
INT.0 sum sorta small furry creature dat lives under our skin. Hay Jude. Co-ax her out. Or hell, let 'er stay, long as she don't chew wires in our attick. Our head also buzzing w/ tinnitis on top of the spinning. Taking a brake from physical lifting + mongering to get back to computer-work, wich weave bin dreading, thinking it'll only make us worse... bad ergonomics we blame for the carp in our tunnel [ ... ]

⁶⁴⁶> Before u make art again u need to take stock + purge + monger at a stoop sail
But hey, if u do got a broken elliptical or spin bike then get in touch w/ us cuz at this point we've dismantled + fixed our fair share + we're keeping dat dam crank puller chingalera, which is quite a handy gadget. Monkey grips + box-cutters are also quite usefool tools that are fast-becoming extensions to our hands. And duck tape, fucking love duck tape. Maybe we shd be adding these mad skills [ ... ]

⁶⁴⁴> B9 x K9 RE:creation of elliptical alcove trombone blinds in the name of home-making
P.S. a wireless guess, wild / signull fire, to fan flowered flames / fuck-it, use the tree / short-sheet, to cheat their sleep, sheep count R.S.V.P. / F.I.U.T.T. / 2 by 2, 3 times 3 / Fibbing nacho colony / 5 by 5, marching to the hive / Royal Jell-o bleeds R.V.s / read ‘em weep, down on yo knees, get naked for The Bee / bow down, reweave her gown, b-hold her majesty / the letter Q, page 17, [ ... ]

⁶⁴²> DC.craigslist.INT – Vertigo ice mashine maid uv tinnitus (*sum assembly reakwired)
He had this beat-up black skinny car shaped like a coffin, must of bin a hearst driver. There was a wireframe skeleton decorated w/ lights under the dashboard + a gun pointed at the skeleton's crotch, like that's how he died + the camera captured him in this position of death (like Pompeii victims or Jerri Blank's dad in Strangers With Candy) + the driver left the corpse + gun there as a souvenir. [ ... ]

⁶⁴⁰> Z for Ziller + bouyancy control (B.C.)/A.D (before/after FX) of '96 urchin cilia debris
Now I can tell him all those things I was thinking I wish I could've told him when I thought he was dead. But I couldn't remember now that he was alive. I was thinking now, in retrospect, I could save him. I don't know where we were walking, lots of surreal scenery, over bridges looking down on bays. We went to this big house and I was there 1st so I called, "shotgun," claiming the front room for [ ... ]

⁶³⁸> Homeless reunion w/ our bedder-½ after stomping out the black hole in mom's jardín in '95
She can't water the garden because the hole soaks up all the water like an infinite sink, connected to the sewage or septic tank system. I stomp on the bag of cement and it falls into the abyss and she blames me for it, the hole expanding, standing for way more than it is... it's about what lays beneath the surface. I calmly go upstairs, grab a toothbrush, the "Tropic of Capricorn", a change of under- [ ... ]

⁶³⁶> Embodied anullment: ice it like a belly button in a dream-state land-gauge of the natives
... floating sticks and they would start sinking and I'd jump on the next one, and the river kept rising, the shore growing as fast as I could run. Finally I made it to the bank and kept running, the incoming flooding tide chasing me. I got to a barbed wire fence with a sign that said 'Elsworth Air Force base'. I crawled under and into a bunker. Then I was at a tourist pullout that said 'Home—13 miles' [ ... ]

⁶³⁴> Log of sleeping wolves surfing the left curl of love in tumultuous seas
He said no way, that we had these IVs stuck in our arms that would chemically take care of the bends and embolisms. I was freaking out. I wanted to adjust naturally. We were plunging and the pressure felt like I was going to pop. They had lousy greasy food at a soda fountain with Far Side cartoons of mad scientists with very complicated chain reaction machinery, where every step depended on [ ... ]

⁶³²> Bodymore soñaring back to an '80s dream state
We saw sum freaks paraiding thru town on various forms of transportation (unicycles, Birds, Penny-farthings, etc.), juggling + performing various tricks. We recognized sum of them so joined the paraid. We was in search of a plaze to sleep for the noche. A sub-group we just happened to be associated with splintered off down a side street that dead-ended. We spotted the larger migration [ ... ]

⁶³⁰> A last repatriation act: shrugging atlas to come home
pondering the while on Sissyphus + the conversion of potential (mgh) to kinetic (½mv²) enurgey + back again if u think about hit. They wasn't even finished when we split, cuz they had to wait for the truck to come back for the last lode, so all our possessions was stacked in the hallways of the palazzo. Administrazione did the walk-thru + then all the formalities + then we split—ariverditching Roma! [ ... ]