Diagrams of Concepts and Symbols

Rumble of the Rambler

All media are extensions of some human faculty— psychic or physical

The profundity of this sentence cannot be overemphasized. The meeting ground between metaphysics and the sensorial perception of the material world is found within the rains of ones and zeroes, within the All  consuming stream of digital lights, within the  rolling thunder of storms of informational hyperconnectivity. All that was once hoopla and gibberish, twisted and perverted so wisely by the great illusion factory of decaying Hollywood, is today becoming relearned, reintegrated, and reprogrammed. The Child of now is the Child of tomorrow is the Child that knows what all the brain dead adults have forgotten. That Child is the smile the puts out the fires of Folly.

Plastic Bot Haiku

Soft fever tongues joy.

A kneecap grinds yet nights drip.

Mad heat convulses.

Soft fever tongues joy.

A kneecap grinds yet nights drip.

Mad heat convulses.

?destruction = digitization?

I ate the rest

Massaged Massages

The old civic, state, and national groupings have become unworkable. We have already reached a point where remedial control, born out of knowledge of media and their total effects on all of us, must be exerted... the mass audience... is instead merely given packages of passive entertainment. 

All

media

are

extensions

of

some

human

faculty—

psychic

or

physical.

Mere instruction will not suffice.

Rant of the Ordered and Ordained

Priestly, kingly, crown 

held aloft atop 

the mountain chain 

of smoke billowing 

frames, 

reactors in chains, 

leeching the sane, 

occupied and refrained against 

the sub-will 

of all holy and moly 

and burrowers of the ground, 

the gem-takers and soul-searchers, 

crafters of the ancient halls, 

smooth stoned, 

widening and closing, 

the breadth of an atom, 

falls upon the void of a million, 

stars stuck in spinning rotation, 

ceaseless until the final simmering 

of space upon space 

where no sound 

is made, 

make me a king, 

a king of nothingness, 

harkening and free of words, 

the unordained, 

the simplicity of a bookless shelf, 

all the royal information 

for the fingers to reach up, 

grasp, 

solemnly touch 

the liquid that forms 

the electric streams 

and billowing steam of 

the atomsplitting force 

of the mind, 

the fire, 

the 

lighting 

bolt 

of 

man 

on 

high

Unified Separations (Chapter From Book of Textual Degrees of Separation)

Ark, wrathful peace, night of the brute awash, alien antarctica, you will not pass me by heaving your berg of shadows without one day my entering your walls and dredging up your armature of sunken winters. For thy cunning I know well, [Mockingly. And of thy weakness I am fully aware too. And I sent them with commandment unto Id'-do the chief at the place Ca-siph'-i-a and I told them what they should say unto Id'-do, and to his brethren the Neth'-i-nims, at the place Ca-siph-i-a, that they should bring unto us ministers for the house of our God. The Central Sun causes Fohat to collect primordial dust in the form of balls, to impel them to move in converging lines and finally to approach each other and aggregate. It is evident, then, that I take feeling as a function in itself and distinguish it from sensation and intuition.