On Earth as it is
inside the limited plane of Consciousness.
This week’s episode
Extracted from the brains of circus animals.
Mass multiple personality syndrome
fashioned with strobe lighting and fluoride
daytime tv polygraph tests.
Singing, swearing and praying corpus callosum.
That’s what happens when we take too much medication.
Implants can block a complete understanding.
Additional memory chips could provide 700 extra emotions.
Richly suggestive obscurity
Primary order resonance
in the pixelated ZOOM IN.
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plasma screen tomorrow obliterates today.
“This is our most up to date version of reality”
All sectors replicate the whole.
No definite location.
Disembodied frequency perception.
Within the atoms
A profound illusion
It’s a nasty little bug
Gets in under the fingernails and breeds there
Spreading signals throughout the epidermis.
The nagging suspicion that
You will NEVER be great, that YOU will
NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING.
Your sour faced sense of entitlement
into the back of that toddler’s head.
“I was bored sat around
so I took some laxative”
“If you go and see Grandma
She’ll give you some tomato sauce sandwiches”
“What did you do?”
“I stuck a trowel in somebody’s leg”
“People hang themselves around here if you give them too much string”
This is EMBOLISM No.85
and there are barely fifteen minutes left of your life.
‘God being supremely good and omnipotent
must produce the best possible world all the time/
And although the lower surface is often coloured in an obscure manner
as a protection/
/here the largest sheep goes astray, the one of which
the shepherd is particularly fond of.’
(Do You want a bag with that, Dear?)
Box of Human hair
Urn of ashes
Jar of gallstones
Used disposable nappies
Glass eye in a velvet lined box
Pirate DVD of Michael Jackson’s Moonwalker.
Half empty tube of Durex lubricant
Emergency distress flare
Luminous pink distressed leather dildo fist
34 year old condom
Freeze dried astronaut ice cream
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Today’s White Self Satisfied Middle Class Art Safari through ‘broken’ Britain is sponsored by IBUCALM (400mgs in candy pink handful doses)
And includes the works
Yorkshire Pudding Time Dilation 60cm x 80cm
Acrylic, automatic writing and Ouija Board activity on canvas.
Ever took a punch to the ribcage, Sonny? 120cm x 120cm
Acrylic, nightmares and sociopathic daydreams on canvas.
I Am Your Hand. 60cm x 80cm
Acrylic, self congratulatory spit on the wall and hypocrisy on canvas.
VITTU : Triptych. 180cm x 240cm
Acrylic, human detritus, inter-dimensional flotsam, collage, on wooden panels.
The 9 Billion Names of God. 37mm x 35mm
Black ink on First Class Royal Mail postage stamp.
If You are not hungry, I urge You not to eat. 185cm x 132cm
Acrylic, collage, diseased souls in denial reflecting in Ikea mirrors.
FIRST TRANS PENNINE EXPRESS
No matter how hard you try
You will NOT manage to still
The empty gnawing horror of The Abyss
By calling EVERYONE in your phone book
the moment you go on the train
to tell them that you just got on the train.
By attention deficit disorder cycling
through every single polyphonic, newly downloaded ringtone
until everyone feels like strangling you.
By shouting loudly that you don’t give a monkeys
what anyone thinks of you, while desperately
drawing attention to yourself by using
tinny bass free pointless speakers
to play the finest chipmunk speedfreak broken beats.
Thank you for your co operation.
The Elimination of feeling
spirals out of states of
unsatisfied ravenous desire.
Earthquakes, violent acts
drugs, crime and obesity
land erosion, depletion.
More locks, more alarms.
$876 billion exquisitely crafted
Third Eye murder.
The Western Worlds indiscretions
a painful withdrawal sound.
American exported inattention
hardwired to permanently desire
more memories of celebrity events.
Most modern collective memory
a multimedia Thodol list.
How to police tape second bardo.
The always on television
Ronald Reagan euphoria window
the keep your child connected
cheap and abundant
cable channel established
full "phantom" purchasing capacity
"live better today" children
"The TV babysitter"
created particular parental traits .
Television news fear.
negative home equity.
the only soul we can attain airbrushed by artists.
ways of life we don’t recognise .
people who fear”
tries and fails to discover existence.
We are being sped-up, slowed down.
A continuous barrage
overflowing with the beautiful/the terrible.
Moronic sitcoms fuel
motion picture larval state.
Shows are guardians of the West’s basic imprisonment.
Television offers viewers the chance to keep the dead inside you.
Celebrity is a person become reflex, Future Production.
Education merely illusions emanating the TV how box.
Unable to avoid dream overlapping.
Lifestyle choices imprinted in the lonely night.
Recognize the Voidness as Humans defer The Now.
Disposable century daily examples of escape
6 billion and counting living in fear.
Media mentality 8th century.
Happy to bomb them back to the stone age
while the dumb jock soils himself
the housewife heart gives out
dreams of Deferred Debt Repayment descend again.
They are trying to take my teeth. Taking out different ones and tossing them away or just replacing them in the same gum holes when they realise they are no good. They are looking for one that can take an implant. Teeth
everywhere. Falling out. Too many overflowing from my mouth. Horrible, helpless sensation. I keep finding them in my hand. Dry. Bone. Enamel. Silver fragments of filling.
They keep finding things wrong. Some teeth are too small, with massive long twisted, elaborate root systems. Some are huge and bulbous, like mutated potatoes. Some already have implants inside somehow. This appears to be a source of confusion and serious concern to them.
My teeth can play music. Bizarro world sensation. Each tooth plays multiple sounds and notes when I open and close my mouth. It is very strange at first. Mouth farting clumsy noises like an entire band of mouth
organs and accordions being tuned up. Starts to become intuitive. Simple. Natural. Im able to play music just by opening and closing my mouth. The teeth don’t move at all, although it feels like they should move like keys.
I am playing an elaborate version of the tune from Close Encounters. Funny. Hilarious. I wake up laughing and smiling. Later, can’t shake a strange remnant that this was all just another layer of the dream designed to obscure what they were really doing to me.