Rhizome Up! (Early Draft)
Give me life or something less explicit, as the receipt of my boring considerations April 26 is a day of little relevance, posting idly on the internet and floating between transit or transom, trying to maintain a fresh status in the queue of extemporaneous age (what does that even mean?) Pop psychology! (The pain) Illiterate (transposed) on a bed of dying critics (capitalism's nightmare is just an invitation to create garbage (creating a world of carbon copies) What would Baudelaire or Baudrillard think? Build a decadent Disneyland for your fucked up imaginings. Rhizomes from another mother, as Deleuze and Guattari found out soon enough (These roots go deep, back to radical and conventional thinking) Buried in the soil mossing yet another stone that refuses to gather momentum. Yet it remains the same. The damn song remains the same. Take that Zeppelin. Take that Postmodernism. (Are you a capitalized thought?) (Are you a capsized thought?) Take that F...