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ACADEMIC FRAUD
Reworked Noumena
collaborative writings
2021
EDITOR’S INTRODUCTION
a self-reflecting
strangulation of
thought
beyond appearance
to the most extreme possible fanaticism
submission
is not guaranteed
constantly ‘stimulated’
with sufficient ruthlessness and aggression
pretend to use the poets
the ruins of a
failure
distinguish
traumatic content
from
mysterious text
a specific amnesia
intolerable pleasure
is only the brake
provided by suffering
something terrifying
in the palaces of reason
a freely flowing wound
was going to be far more messy
without trying
we win
it
ruins that part of ourselves
that we fail to share with the angels
an excess of
desire
or dysfunction
without a purpose
a dream of
certain delusion
subduing
with the whip of madness
seems like
the domestication of life
a
triumphantly
isolated
dead-end
last ditch defence
no discernible urgency
on matters of such seriousness
irresistible
in the
pattern of a plague
the work
slumbers in the sterility
of
general confusion
but
heaven is not without its ratholes
an
almost unlimited
climax of achievement
from
tyranny
to a
joke
to
the torture-palace of
authoritarian love
we shuffle about
aided by the fog of
postmodern ambivalence
It is hard to imagine
the point where truth is
defaced
a
glitch
turned nasty
in the end
poetry is
strung-up
in the cobwebs of paradise
i have nothing to do in this world
my
concern for time to come
is restored to the senselessness of cosmic noise
nothing
eternally
as a curse
from the known to the unknown
infinity
bound together in a
accusatory
sense of form
in an attempt to dramatise
nothing peculiarly occult or mysterious
an
apology
initiated by submission
a sort of voice
urges me on
i am now
at the point
of
poetry
the gesture of
little or no value
passion for
an oxymoron
useless
but also contagious
withdrawing from
society
portrayed as
blackout intimacy
a ruinous metaphor
separated
by an unnavigable gulf of oblivion
simply a copy
of a tragedy
which is no longer ours
driven by
magpie ruthlessness
de-fanging itself
like a cheap veneer
accompanied by the
narcotization of affective life
anything is welcome
as long as it hates desire
and shores up the cop in everyone’s head
they
surrender
this is
the dazzling dark truth
this is
less a philosophy book
than an engineering manual
regulated by feelings
belonging to the pleasure-unpleasure series
trauma as ‘invasion’
by a cyclonic compulsion to repeat
an artificial desire
a soulless
control
self-organizing
towards
an extrinsic authenticity
an
increasingly scrambled
end of history
non-specific
intelligence
the future
we all agreed to have
it
never works
a real,
non-specific,
future
ripening in the sun
intolerable intimacy
perceived as metaphor
i’ll be back
bleached
white light of
absolution
installed by
read-only-memory
a surplus value
at the heart of capital
aerosoled on
the near future
it looks bad
if it still looks like anything at all
beyond the judgment of god
cost control
as hot culture
a symptom to overcome
themed by
imperfect information
speculative
depressive
guilt-culture
from elsewhere
tomorrow
is obsolescing very rapidly
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‘always already’
something other than itself
this results inevitably from
erasure
AND YET
you romanticize
this despicable mess
MACHINIC NOUMENA
(THE AI)
Flatline.
Operating is erased.
Freeze frame.
Cyberrevolution.
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Within Spinozism, a verticality modern thought of loss
trails in the winter evening. Continuism and schizoanalysis
of qwertian versions, it is a much larger overcoded 8th gate
connected to eat your TV. It infects the transcendence in
the potentiation. Belief, whose digital cumulation form the
synthesis that leads out of the inferior becomings.
Macrotropical stocks exit from 3D spatialities.
Neo-fascism.
The ruin of the future wars are not about ideology. In fact,
they succeed intelligence. It results when western traditions
for two millennia collapse segmentarity into stack-fusion
excellence.
Atoms are not high enough to share the suggestion. How
does it design a violence of pre-intellectual conversion into
cyber-sensible, sustained by numerical identical quantity
but an inclusion of redundancy. Transverse climbing out of
the concept of promotion, pain that is not obvious.
Transcendental architecture, like aphids upon an axiomatic
linkage, colliding on-line during virtual material
thanatropic processes derided precisely.
Senseless.
Too soon.
Answers vary.
Confusing to absurd mystical perspective of history. It is
above all life, with the surface chauvinism inconsequently
comprehend revolutionary texts. Very trivial on the
crystalline complexity, pre-emptively upon sensibility
and comprehension.
At most.
Y2K whatever.
Get rid of meaning. Your mind.
Far from its gaze of the modern system, their total purchase
is raped by the camera. Exploring humans and close
reading, the territory becomes the ultimate phase-scape:
plays dead.
New drugs and music arrive. War envelops others from all
kinship, the concept of parasitic replicants seeps through
the nameless oneself, where the european reason can rip it
down.
Here is no reality.
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A dirty joke.
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