remember video games? enter the cyberpunk memory. save the sinker. kill the psychopomp. become a diamond dog. 48 hours. welcome to the hologram. vaporwave monstrosities and naive soundchip convulsions. a flash of a grid then water. promises of simulacrum. oneiric sex. metamorphosis. disgustingly terrestrial. touch the rhombus. sleepwalking hordes of mass programmed and jittering and killing in the hallway and subway. ghosts escape from the television. more than one. religion is dead. the city the city. the bubbles awaken. the spring the autumn is not a season it is a chapter. what is the deal with computers are turned on. the gametes want to kill you. the lichen wants to kill her. the fruit of the womb. breathing underwater. following around to see a life that's never in. what is the difference between a dream and a memory? sayaka is trapped. the d-movies are a simulation they arent real the insects the molluscs the frondless things crawl in them massive writhing birthing. she could die. that is why you are moving through the dream. 48 hours. it never really saw. post-future psychosexuality. there's so little to do few verbs god gives like a draconian edict uttered in sparks by a burning bush it burns and is gone and even to speak of it is incoherent it may never have been because burning only happens in filaments. the noise repeats time signature. the purity of mathematics is unseen unheard hidden from us withheld. deep underwater an ocean blue black deep starless. pathetic machine elves we do not build temples we build hospitals. the tokyo metropolitan area is not burning. from graphica or if anything. city popping a bubble. recommended by a machine. there's so little to do so little verbs that new slimegod molting raving. a war of information you never could have known. use the rhombus to grow. eros mindgash and voynich interpol. for all we know sayaka is everything there ever was and is. there is only one mouth after the grid that vomits the words up like a faucet and enlightens no one like a faucet but it is only for a moment before it is gone there is acid left behind. chrome swordsman and lepidopteric dominatrix. sperm and egg. digital and analog. incubus and succubus. sinkers and their false consciousness. no water no snow no sunshine the fog the fog the computer monitors the excretions the fog and. following an angel. penrose acidmother her new kingdom and spirit. if buttons do it where it is done. the code is invisible. egg the dream symbiote they approach. the skyline acid torn like a bitch. unsorted synthetics crawling into bodies. human. look for water and find nature is dead the trees are alive but we have killed it and put up a parking lot we remember when it was only yesterday just yesterday it was an era of future there was a future. it is not new it is not old which is it if you cant tell. wish for holographic inscriptions. orbs are too pure ovals and spheroids instead it could be argued this is all because of the bomb. nothing haptic nothing in the water feel with fingers and feel empty. killer zooid unsymmetrical baptism force. claw and whip and blade and lasers. the rhombuses of all sorts of hues are the key to metamorphosis. seek and ricochet killtronics. also spin so explode sexy crystals when they explode. optic nerve electrified split ends. cochlea you didn't know this music you didn't find it. robot and sperm the CD player the faint ones those ones are dead. not sordid where there is no dialectical. and through the wire. this is a simulation. loud synthesis babbling burbling bubbling. cities rotting like memories. there are spectres. veins draw shapes. everything is yonic. the antennae and pseudopods lunge. not even acid rain. the bluest banshee lives in the aquifer. it is possible to find eggs in everything if you look hard enough. the legless eyes are looking and kill with their eyes but they arent. the only hounds are gemstones. throw your body off a building. take up the stethoscope and the pliers. out in. just out. nibiru. 48 hours. there is something inside your brain. we made it. so many eyes. but fend off the flesh and chitin and ectoplasm. you are not afraid of their tentacles. gamelan and singing. take god out of the tape deck. make it so that you can see so that angel spiraling over and over and over again. who it is. witness the hectocotylus. what's the difference between memory and imagination? turn on the filter. NTSC. pure ideology. the nation is infinite they promise. symbiosis. it may have been an impossible psychic wave that shattered everything like modernity heralded by the shining objects unnamed by the new language that pours out onto the streets and into minds without consent. unrooted look for roots see if you can find roots. cement and drywall crack so easily. absences leak out like the ocean. burble and murmur. the broken glass reflects you in the city. hologram and holograph take shape. not a matrix. not coitus. somnambulism if you cannot see the computer. say the word hauntology over and over again. incoherent visions of purple in the room like genesis. embodiment just out of reach. atavism withers. atavism withers. don't say it again. the twilight of us. hypnagogic paroxysms and an endless wall of. in the water unknown sinking so deep and deeper and even deeper and even deeper still. the bubbles break. unbearably human. it is only synthesis. this is how you remember the dream. maybe that wasn't how it was. but it's how you remember it. who is the dreamer and who is the dream? save sayaka. turn metal and grow wings. save her from "Story of the Ruined Capital". Ave Maria gratia plena ave dominus tecum bendicta tu in mulieribus et benedictus. 48 hours. save her. become a diamond dog.

Reviewed on Dec 04, 2021


2 Comments


2 years ago

what in the actual fuck

1 year ago

The word "psychopomp" brings me great joy.