Pandemonium Rural

OK, now listen: This is Pandemonium Rural.

Drunken robots, bleeding diamonds, gummy pearls, conservative people and ordinary or irritating confessions… I am tired. Transgenic organisms, wireless bubbles, speculative media theory. Now, NOW it is essential to start exploring and mapping the topology of denies and the economy of errors.

John Langshaw Austin formulated a groundbreaking idea at Harvard University in 1995 during his lecture series entitled ‘how to do things with words’. He stated that language does not have a descriptive, referential or constative function, but also possesses a performative dimension. He distinguished 3 different speech acts: the locutionary, the illocutionary and the perlocutionary. Only illocutionary speech acts are performatives i.e they create or do what they describe provided that they are set within a matrix that is simultaneously social and semiotic.

But, this is Pandemonium Rural. And this is the hegemonic power of your voice. These are your ubiquitous and fledgling lips. Paranoid cicadas shouting for the reunion. Mental defective sharks screaming for blood. Speedy turtles running straight to the end. Social ants redefining the community.

THE Music!

Ancient Egyptians had the same hieroglyph for music and good mood, while Pythagoras reccomended music as a remedy as far back as the 6th century.

You all remember that the most beautiful girl in your elementary school was the one who never stared at you, don’t you? According to H.W Franke the total capacity of consciousness is 160 bits. This value is deduced from the fact that an information that has entered the consciousness has 16 bits and remains in it for 10 seconds. Only 0.7 bit can be converted from consciousness into memory. But, I do remember all the brilliant no’s and all the rough goodbyes…

Tell me something, secretly: Have you ever seen her smiling while dreaming or you sleep straight after… ? She is wearing Hussein Chalayan’s clothes, holding a chainsaw… Just in case.

The ultimate goal of everybody who consider himself as present should be to convert fiscal crisis and monetary policies to strawberries, or at least apples. The daisies do not need any kind of denationalization, no.

Do you love you?

Glowing resistance is to start whispering yourself the truth[s] when laying in your bed. After that, the so acclaimed revolution will be closer.

Сергей Геннадиевич Нечаев

If there is something we cannot never lose this is our loneliness. Maintain it and caress it like a forehead kiss you received when you have been first day at school.

Abandoned airports. Most of hearts around us have 2×16 inputs and no outputs.
Have you ever seen a proud Eagle? Alone…

I can’t wannabe, I wannabe can. Infrequently, I want to eat the speakers.

Rotating walls around my head. No gaps, no shafts, no light. Rotating Christmas trees lightning in a blue blue sky.

Lift up yourself to insanity. Its the only shield remaining.

Your delay is the most gorgeous eternity I have ever lived on. It almost generates a soup of tears.

We walked together over the yellow field and then we touched the river with our heuristic and X-ray eyes. After that, we went back home continuing feeding our –potentionally- flying shell with nitro. You remember the silent forest and the stones knitting feathers on our backbones, don’t you?

Love is the end of body.

Occupation: Viscera engineer

Destination: The Past

Posted May 13, 2009 in