Thumping Screamies
Posted on November 12th, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output.
[intro]
[start bens drums]
[start onion]
untitled poem for a pending global interrupt
ecstatic junction
rapture function
singular
lifted up
or out and into switching valence graded higher levels
a flick of the switch
a click of the dice
and we’re out to beat the devil
revel detailed in the language of the chromosome
linked eusocially
subconscious throbbing metronome
autopoetic feeding
memevoric
schools of thought
just what we is
is just as much about what we is not
[start thumb shuffle]
and in a moment
another moment
momentarily
is of no moment
while we live out our mortality
in extended flash nostalgia dream sequences
filter feel remember though
this is not what you think it is
or what you speak it is
or what you hear it is
or what you want
this living is tricky business
yes it is
this is not what you think it is
or what you speak it is
or what you want
this living is tricky business
yes it is
spin the big gyre of the system wide ecliptic
complex extruded through the work of
noosphere field observers
and if it seems that this communication is cryptic
remember that though it’s about the world
it’s only words
so we miss things
[end big onion]
[start robots]
striving senseless beast brain brutal
against the constraints of the organism
the roots of the fracture schism
the loops of the feedback jitter
[start contemplating massive]
the proofs of the whole big picture
the foolish desperate lifelines
we pin our dreams on
our foolish schemes on
the thin edge of a precipice
going going
rolling deep
gone
[end massive]
[start thumb]
Brownian motion
lessons effected
through autonomy modules
stochastic metastasis
spreading abandonment
losing a hold on the what fors
rowing with one oar up
round in circles
[start plucked]
subtract from the cacophony
a pattern seemly meta stable
viscid liquid flow
exploding roses
machine elf fables
of cydonian canals
and eat me
written on biscuits
[start uglies]
time and time again I’ve said
to the people rise up rise up
but the people don’t hear
they just cackle and chatter
corrupt corrupt corrupt
time and time again I’ve cried
it’s time it’s time it’s time
and the people all the people
screaming people seething people
screeching gimme gimme gimme what’s mine
[second plucked]
sitting selling thinking up ideas for display
praying to the idiot gods before we
stab and swear and struggle through the bloody day to day
chanting out our shiftless torpid litany
let me be a healthy animal
and keep all peril from my back yard
perish the thought of the rotten underside
and keep me please so far from harm
[end uglies]
i don’t know you one from one another one
for me it don’t matter much where you came from
inspired respire
expire spent at the end of things
here in the meantime
breathe with me
[end plucked]
that’s it keep steady
infest the flow
one to another one
brutal
steady simplicity
see how we roll
two oscilators
we’re off and moving
i
need
two
oscillators
[start wasp]
i’m still on fire
got a slow hot burn
more like magma
than a bolt of cold lightning
incandescent
rock melt red churning
boldly explosive
and a little bit frightning
like a grenade in your hand
when you can’t find the pin
like finding grim death
in innocent sin
like biting a fruit
that bites back at your tongue
like the glorious rage
of the mad and the young
like the look in the eye
of delicate prey
is this blaze in my gut
that just won’t go
away
[end wasp]
that’s it keep steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
when the bass drops out
that’s it keep it steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
here we go
that’s it keep steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
when the bass drops out
that’s it keep it steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
here we go
[outro]
The Long Now
Posted on October 24th, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, socio.
The Rosetta project by the Long Now Foundation is absolutely brilliant.
We are creating this unprecedented digital library of human language through an open contribution, peer review process and we invite you to participate. All documents and data sets are freely available through this growing online database as well as archived on an extreme longevity micro-etched nickel disk- a contemporary “Rosetta Stone” for the languages of the world.
There is also a word list database that will feed you analogues for common words in 1384 different languages.
For those who speak !O!ung the word for bird is tsama
and the word for stone is !num.
Those whos language is the Marimanindji dialect of Australia say smoke is cancamu and who is kilimpe.
-w.
I see your woman has sent you
Posted on October 22nd, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, socio.
your life as pornography:
The long line of customers stretched to the horizon, drooling, snapping, hungry-eyed beasts, screaming for more, shouting demands and abuse, as the small group of workers serviced them with their mouths and hands, one after another after another.
via DRT
Obstetrics in Gehenna
Posted on July 8th, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output, socio.
July 08, 2005
the headlines read:
Mobiles capture blast aftermath.
on the web page of the bbc
lower down bottom right just before it goes all to text blurbs
it’s
Cuddly toys in wheelchairs inspire schoolchildren.
remote sensor line of sight into tunnels underground
burned crowds staggering in orderly fashion towards light
a little flatscreen data package slice of life
distant instants lifting spirits
at least it wasn’t me I guess
and isn’t that stuffed monkey cute
to the left of the human interest toy story soft monkey
the words
terror bombs
shiver in a rictus grin
column opposite,
Game review:
God of War is a triumphant effort
that oozes goodness
I kid you not.
this is
the news
today.
Nardwuar
Posted on July 28th, 2004 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output, web.
New stuff online
The Nardwuar Radio Show on which I appeared not too long ago has been put online and made available for your edification.
You can go to Nardwuar’s page and find it or click here.
Be warned, it’s 13 MB.
The show was really good to do. All interviews should be that fun.
-w.
launch
Posted on July 3rd, 2004 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output.
Today was a big day.
I woke up and partook of legally binding documents and then proceeded to an interview with Nardwuar the Human Serviette. That was an excellent experience. Nardwuar invited me back, so now I have to go and do something interesting so there’s something to talk about.
I also held in my hands a copy of the book, which looks even better than I’d expected. After July 07 you can buy it at TenDollarWords. So please do so.
I got the book at the kickoff of the West Coast Poetry Festival at which some people said some things I liked, and other people said things I didn’t like so much. There was a lot of beautiful imagery but a paucity of ideas.
I suppose poetry is not supposed to contain ideas. It’s supposed to be about feeling and nuance.
I like my words with teeth to them.
-w.
stories
Posted on June 15th, 2004 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, web.
I’ve been neglectful - so here are some stories to read.
And Then There Were None is a great story by Eric Frank Russell. It’s hard to read on this page but worth the eyestrain.
Shipbreaker is so good. Farther out there than you singularity dreamness.
A Study in Emeraldelementary my dear Nyarlathotep.
-w.
cbc 3
Posted on November 21st, 2003 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, web.
“I’ll battle you anytime!” screams Passerby
Today I left work early and got to business.
I got to the CBC building a little early for my meeting with Jeremy and Lisa from CBC Radio 3. I assume they were still celebrating the 1 year anniversary of Radio 3 with barley, dough and cheese. Still, after a tour around the causeway and forlorn garden, they were there when I got back.
Jeremy was taller than I expected. He was wearing a cool wicker hat [probably to protect his memories, which I told him I wanted to steal after he told me he’d seen Test Dept. with the Striking Welsh Miners Choir when he was 16].
At the Radio 3 nerve centre we met up with Haig and Lisa. A chase then ensued through the seedier areas of the city. We passed bicycling juveniles with crack pipes. We passed derelict buildings. We passed Chinese ladies, hipsters and numerous prostitutes hitching rides. Haig followed doggedly all the while, even after we were turned back by the port authority and had to forego our glorious dreams of chemical storage tanks and massive ventilation chambers.
More circuitous rambling brought us to a parked chamical-tank rail car out back of the paint factory by the city pound.
After having a little chat with a fellow in a deisel truck who was in radio contact with a woman in the factory we were left alone. Except for passic traffic, trains and some skateboarding hecklers.
It was cool - I got to wear a lapel mic. We listened to ‘Iron Man’.
The thing airs in December.
Wait for it…
-w.
nanobook
Posted on October 3rd, 2003 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, nano.
I’ll be hornswoggled! The Foresight institute has the full text ofEngines of Creation by K. Eric Drexler online.
Happy mind boggling.
-w.
mighty mike
Posted on September 10th, 2003 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words.
News of Someone Else
For those who haven’t heard yet, Mike McGee won the Indies at Nats.
For those not afflicted with the cant of slam poets, this means that This Man is now, by popular acclaim, the foremost slam poet in the biosphere.
At least according to the brouhaha presided over by PSI.
So large congratulations to Mike. Now go download his voice.
-w.