P.S. Cross apply the mobius strip in relation to dichotomy frameworks and the relations of contradiction in relation to this colonial form....something about the non-literal and matters of the design itself...
Cell Phones & Human Trafficking.
Not to say it is inherently the case, but when one is among their place of work and one wants to hold a discussion and immediately as we talk, they start playing with their cell phone...hmmm...and it has gone on for a duration, and of course, me being me, I'm here to give such personalities the worst embodiment I can possibly give. Lights, cameras, action...stack the files loves. Run the anecdotes. Do whatever you like, to the guillotine and beyond...it's not like I have a status or stature, so surely this will be all just fine, as a certain group enlists the goosestep to run on that collection. Yep. I think of that pattern pre-holocaust, where artists, many of whom, were even successful in terms of industry, were anectdotally characterized, filed into mental institutions (mental health of course is the top concern for the all-smiles earth angel). Of which, like my best friend, who was treated to what was clearly a damaging shock therapy, it is amazing how a group, so concerned, so focused on collecting anecdotes and certain among irrational methodology they can overturn official record, or even communications of one following thise nice-nothing, earth angel, underhanded moves, that seem so nice and positive, and yet nothing of the sort. So collect the anecdotes loves. Attempt the formation to have me in you concerns, that just so hapen to foster the very permission you need for what you desire, matters that arent' so kind. Much like this pattern that has persisted, that even lead up to the Holocaust. Again, the artists, these personalities emphasizing process over irrational embodiment. They don't keep it tight, but rather they emphasize process and explore, and among the intellectual types, when the irrationalists goosesteps their way, agsian, lights, camera, action, it will be their very own cabaret, so record it, video tape it, and pretend. Massage the event and use the event. Rinse and repeat. Stack. The. File. Stack. The. Anecdotes. Push toward the anecdotal characterization that portrays an artist and an intellectual type as mentally unstable, even though there wouldn't be a sound basis to the activity (including that assumptive measure of one not being cognizant of that play when they are), which among the logical types, the irrational-method despite good word sharply falls suspect, especially considering those who still remember the behaviors that lead up to the Holocaust. So it's the artist that has mental issues? Is it? A coworker recently asserted this, in that kind nice-nothing manner, and yet, that wasn't so nice, and was certainly aimed at something. Much like the artists filed into mental institutions before pre-WWII, of whom, many were commercially successful, with lists of anecdotal record, and then finally in the name of humane care, which was listed as part of the policy measure, to assist those who can't seem to irrationally embody in a way deemed normal, well, they shall be freed from society, by being killed in C02 chambers, of pre-WWII germany. The pre-death camp that manifested into outright genocide. So when I have a nice discussion among a smiling face, swiping their phone almost immediately as we start talking, among the many, that wouldn't be typical when conversing, and yet, it happens often. Now we could say, that maybe there is music on, or maybe they are listening to the game in their earpods, and that is why they are swiping the phone, and yet, even people who seem not to have ear buds in swiping their phone? It may or may not be the case. I don't suffer in some kind of dreaded worry about it, but I question the oddity of this, in relation to what has been even in the headlines, of this sharp spike in human trafficking, of which I have to consider what has significantly changed in such a short duration to faciliate this. The smart phone makes sense. It's an easy impromptu intelligence report of anecdotal irrationality, and among those preferring others to goosestep just because it makes them "feel" good, it is the perfect strategy among hermetic jibe. Record the conversing, collecting the anecdotes, portray the racist characterization, and leave all such underhanded matters undisclosed to this one now to exist no longer as US citizen but a networks version of Mickey as they traffick them among the "good word" and violently righteous order. In the meantime, my commercial art project is starting to take shape. I'm quite happy in life actually, and I think if one even follows my artistic endeavors they get that too. When one's rigors are coming into fruition, which I did this with music and academic explorations, and now art, it's a good time. Life is good. Consider this, you have something on your face, maybe on your shirt, on your ass, and everyone smiles and says nothing. It's a service industry trick. Earth angels are so eartly angelic. They say nothing. They talk. Smile. Love, and yet that measure of poor embodiment disengaged, and yet the mind can't even figure out what that means even in relation to democratic behavior. Interesting. We all do it to some degree, but when you up the anty. So kind. So nice. Shall we all cross our fingers, hope to die, stick a needle.... Much like when one is so literal and arrogant among their ignorance to follow matters that they have yet to follow...I mean when you know, it wouldn't be about questioning matters at all, and yet, questions remain. Much like a basis of understanding on mere sentiment, wouldn't distinguish matters human from animal. I mean it is simply the nice version of green lighting a group of dimwits to irrationally react to the environment and strike up the next death camp in the name of earth angel accord, which being that, earth angels, like to be the honey to bee stings, I mean, when you are the honey, it certainly leaves those you tacitly establish as hated (though the earth angel could NEVER hate a soul, why would they do that) in a place that isn't so kind, but if we can just achieve a seeing is believing society, then the air we breath, these processes of behavior do not need to exist. So it's in ironic fashion, eyes on all of this niceness, and yet, behavioral design requires eyes off, and mindful tracing, of noting the interactions between. Much like elevating the subject, like treating one to a position of paragon, the elevation of subject (which does well for violence), wouldn't be so kind either, but among the earth angels, an innocent mistake I would imagine. I mean, when everything can be so nice and happy at the surface, and yet, that pattern of written record, tracing behaviors still do matter, especially considering that would be the measure to address things like human trafficking, including cell phones being used to collect anecdotes that foster the very ability to traffick someone, and when you are gunning for someone with a record like mine which may or may not be the case, but I have to wonder, in terms of the peculiarity of this incessant need to play with a cell phone as we talk. Seems like earth angel criminality is fully empowered these days. I could be wrong? Much like my faculties are bounded, which differs from someone running around with a mathematical sublime and pretending to hold the answer for that of which they do not create...but they know, and the authorities empower them now to irrationalize those of such official record. The integrity of the institutional form is certainly in-question still. For example, what would be the consequence for unsolicited recording, and even passing recordings outsided of a given organizational forum. Is everyone too busy? Is that just not a thing to do in this hollowing nice-nothing form of democracy as a glass house breaking. I mean, when it is glass. When it's a lot of gloss...
Do though, cross-apply reasons in so far, and maybe Deleuze...Decoded flows Code the Machine. I wouldn't hold antagonism obvioulsy. I do question a lot though, especially when among these knowers, including the form of knower that knows they do not know...Glass....and where that leaves democratic endeavor? Just ponderings, of a certain context, in relation to what seems to be an awareness the artists is not venturing out into something that might be a bit more...problematic for the interests of the earth angel order. Again, I could be wrong, and I do like to think good of people, but that doesn't preclude a need to question, especially when it's all smiles. What would this interactivity between, actually mean, regardless of the joyous moment in the mirror...I think of that Residents song...with the lyrics "here I come constantinople" with a body falling out of the sky. It isn't to say that is the case, but I am critical as we enjoy a moment in happiness, and considering the existing patterns of behavior in the United States, and the behaviors that lead up to the last round of death camps, I would hope there are more personalities willing to turn the eyes off for a time of substance, mind on, and consider and trace these odd behaviors. If something was on your face and no one said hey, what's up? If you did that multiple rounds, and simply smiles and disengagement? And that is what proper behavior is for the new and improved adult as US Citizen? It doesn't add-up. The process and flow of information would be the foundation. The habit would be, hey what's that on your face. Much like, to talk, wouldn't inspire one to play with their cell phone, as they talk, and if there was music or a sports show and one was turning the phone off, the behavior seems different than say, one attempting to record in an inconspicuous manner, and yet, that attempt of being inconspicuous becomes somewhat conspicuous, no? Who knows?
Still, the interactivity between. A body falling out of the sky. Human Trafficking. Cell Phones. Glass. Possibly maybe, possibly no, but to question does seem to inspire the continuation of one as a process...and sometimes I do like to consider these critical matters, that tend to work in relation to my art. It's a healthy exercise.
