I have been crossing thresholds, unable to find my former selves... unredeemed change, incomprehensible movement. Movement backwards is lost to me - backwards is an abyss, ruptures of nihilism allowing presence to escape meaninglessness - 'backwards' as juxtaposed to 'forwards' has no meaning. Bound to envelope spacial and timeless spheres of becoming - I am. Binding revolutionary aptitude for foreseeing the future - I am. My questions have been dissipating under the weight of liquidification and reassimilation; old prohibitions emancipated, an ever-present origin - I am.
In an age of nuclear power and antinuclear campaigns, unrecognizable transuranic elements and ballooning post-industrial capitalisms... Technobiopowers managing life-worlds addicted to the hope of universal convergence... The obsessive desire for survival has outlived the language built to sustain it: ecologically sound, economically reasonable, gendered neutral, humanly intuitive - the luxury of a Gaian Age.
Everyone is aware of the asymmetrical spectacle of power relations. Its in our blood. The endless screens of priorities: lists, dates, tables, rulers, clocks, etc. Endless mathematical reliance! Endless disassociating representations! Full abstraction. Full simulacrum.
Bless us. Purify us. Where prayer can't reach, where voices are silenced, where inheritance is forgotten and tears turned to stone - I am. Come Lord. Light is full in You. Let the Earth be complete with Your Glory. Teach us to Listen. Teach us to Love.
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