Bulging. Ripping open. Turning inside out. Unfolding its organs and spreading their bloom on the surface. A plant. Applying itself to itself. Lovers grow out my veins. Thrusting forward, digging in and upward to the sky and spiraling thorns of branchlike figures. Engulfed by a sphere, samelike. Samelike several spheres…

Bioethics of Programmable Nano-Organisms — Apparently microsurgery is a thing and Xenobots are the ‘latest’ thing that came out of that enterprise, or a collaboration to be more precise, between biologists and computer scientists at Tuft University and University of Vermont. Xenobots are tiny reconfigurable organisms made up of hundreds of frog embryos. They’re AI-engineered…

Notes of a Psychotic — A smile is forced on me and I gaze into the glimmering skycut mountains… long patterned clouds. It’s all red. This is the best spot in the living room, the surveyor’s throne, the point of knightly transcendence and I earned it through my madness. A silklike sensation traces my fingertips…

You Can Pay a Ghost Whatever Fluorescent lights for constant alertness. Chairs made to keep you from dozing off. The time-table rigid and non-negotiable. You get paid by the hour and every minute is monitored. Welcome to the call-center. A slaughterhouse for nerves, a factory of dead labor where the…

The Royal Road to Remaining Idle I’m angry so I begin again. To shed light on my rage and make it subside. It is lighter now, it’s not that intense and self-destructive. Maybe I’m getting old, or I’ve really learned a trick or two. There’s so little to say when…

Excerpt from a Novel — I am only now learning to transform these forces. To exchange pain for pleasure, thoughts for paper and isolation for sex. And already, I feel I am short on time. I feel out of touch again. The mood is only average now. Only normal now. But look! How I write…

Metaphysics of a Bouncer — Anxiety calling on me again. And it’s not about anything in particular, as is usually the case with anxiety right? Otherwise it would be fear. That’s what Freud said, that’s what Heidegger said. Hoorah! Hoorah! We’ve read the books no one else has, to compensate for our lack of class…

To Resist a Regime of Truth — How did we happen? Look at your hands. We happened in a sweep. Like lightning. How else? Nothing this complex could emerge gradually. There must have been a leap. How does motion turn to generation? Where does complexity come from? The world could have been entirely self-sufficient. Why couldn’t simple…

A Being Without Employment — What are the equations? I cannot find them. To write an archaeology, you have to get this; structure is an invention. It’s very useful, granted and if lying to yourself; saying “nature exhibits patterns” or some such… helps you maintain an agreeable state of mind, then by all means: Keep…