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Read through the events, listed below and choose the event(s) which interest you. On the specified day follow the instruction through 111 times. If you want to, document your actions and share them with the world. There are no rules, regulations or restrictions - you are free to do whatever you please.
Monday 23rd January Cut into an item of clothing you are wearing Tuesday 24th January Compose and deliver a nonsense email Wednesday 25th January* Stop a stranger and ask for directions to a place that doesn’t exist Thursday 26th January Post an unnecessary notice on a wall Friday 27th January* Read a line of text written by the Marquis de Sade Saturday 28th January* Write a message on a paper aeroplane and deliver it to the air
In this document I have prepared materials for events marked with an asterisk, which can be used for your performance, if you do not have time to do so yourself, or if you simply would rather not. You can use these lists in full or pick and choose. have decided, for my own purposes, that each item would be different - this need not be the case for you, you may ask the same or multiple strangers for directions to the same place 111 times, or read the same sentence by the Marquis de Sade, or reuse the same paper aeroplane over and over again. Be creative, inventive, imaginative and do not be afraid to ask for advice or suggestions by contacting Matthew by emailing: email@example.com.
666_events will take place over six days at the end of January 2012. People, whoever they are and wherever they happen to be are invited to take part in a global performance happening, interpreting short instructions, producing all manner of results. Each of the six events will last an entire day and be repeated, exactly or totally differently, 111 times, in quick succession or freely/precisely spaced. If each repetition were to last thirteen minutes, then the participants day would be totally engulfed, however, make each repetition last a couple of seconds and ninety-nine per cent of the day is left free. Performances can be meticulously planned in advance or spontaneously improvised on the day. Participants need not complete every event, but are free to pick and choose, following the time zone of their country. It is hoped, but not obligatory, that performances will be documented, in audio/visual form, or more abstractly in poetry, sculpture or sketch. However, this is not the central aim of the project and no-one need even know a performance has happened. Performances themselves can span the spectrum from private, unobserved and solitary to extravagant, collaborative and public. There are of course, as many ways to interpret these instructions as there are people to read them, wherein lies the focus of the excitement, coupled with knowing that somewhere in the world someone else may well be asking the same silly, serious, surreal or standard questions. Also, they need not be physical, but can be of the mind, perhaps more spiritually concentrated. Ultimately every question asked, action taken and energy expended is part of a much larger, shared experience, called, 666_events.
Stop a stranger and ask for directions to a place that doesn’t exist
[Wednesday 25th January]
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National Fingerprinting Institution Philanthropists Dining Rooms Broken Thinkers Club Silver Newspaper Society Dangerous Dinner House Land Of Perseverance Prepared Fly House Candle & Cloth-smokers Residence The residential & Local Reliance The Telescopic Training Rooms
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The Spanish Scented Aquarium The Chopin Pea & Nose House The Bus Construction Society Headquarters The African Disabled Bird House Gershwin’s Horrible Habits Museum The Cold Fire Station Centre For Retired Public Park Keepers Scunthorpe Appreciation Society Headquarters Supermarket Shelf Stackers Society House Of Lady Monfetté
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Residence Of John & Jake Strathwaters Breakfast & Hunting Dining Rooms House of Antique Board Games Waterless Aquarium Fish and Chip Shop Western Civilization Street Children’s Rainforest Play Centre Visible African Protection Society Church Of Cancelled Freedom Place Of Politics & Advanced Cookery The Triangular Tribunal Courts
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Drivers Dry Delicatessen Gaming & Golf Hobby House Philosophy & Photocopying French Serial Killers Museum The Museum Of Entitlement & Enlightenment Residence Of Lord & Lady Lovephurk Chinese Cobblers Cat Dentists Twelfth Century Apple Salad Broad Bakers Bread Makers Foundation For Future Fascism
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Location For Lithographics Huge Horse Handling Veterinary Practice Pentatonic Pedestrian Centre Plastics & Vegetables Association The Royal Collection For Newborn Kittens Fallen French Fisheries Voltaire’s Vineyard Plato’s Playing Fields Sophocles’ Silken Sophistries The Place That Doesn’t Exist
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Kilimanjaro Kitchen Restaurant Hume’s Historical Hanging Gardens Aristotle’s Ant Farm Feynman’s Fireman Clothing Shop Centre For Torture & Representation Cartographers Lane Management & Temporal Viewing Hut 58th Church Of Caravaggio Laundry & Cocaine The Health & Henge
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Hemingway’s Battery Hens & Rechargeables Brindley Children’s Day-care Centre Centre For Disillusioned Muslims Fishstrainers Legal Solicitors The House Of Plain & Leisure Glove, Thimble & Scarf Shop World Of Shoelaces Frank Street Charlie House Centre For Social Exclusion Ancient Sumerian Pottery Supermarket
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Misanthropic Midwives Off Licence George W. Bush Memorial Fountain Turing Computer House Wheel Of Fortune Elderly Resting Place Librarians Chop House The 37 Senses Tavern Lepidopterist Consultancy British Colonies Regrouping Project Rooms Highly Infectious & Contagious Feline Research Practice 12th Century Modern Technology Research Centre
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Pond-life & Horse-riding Halls Tram-drivers Swimming Baths Lord & Lady Wolfbasket’s Residence Jewish Hat & Muslim Shoe Shop Yugoslavian STD Clinic Centre For Championing Injustice Hands On student Clothing Factory Furious Bobble Hat and Bubble Bath Makers Centre For Intentionally Damaged Knitwear Comic Book Guy Rivalry Maison
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Second Hand Child Organisation Jesus Christ Cross Stitching Club House Sport & Port Liquor Powered Leisure Centre & Gym Adult Materials Prohibition Pawnbrokers Running Jew Brothel Curry House Claret & Clarinet Members Club Anacrusis Latecomers Avenue The Happy Mohammed Free House Itchy Gay Well 10,400 Market Pharmacy
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Emmerdale Foam Cushion Warehouse Kids ‘n’ Co. Goat & Jurassic Family Farm Tea Strainers Institute For Bowel Disorders Of The Mind £5.99 Shop Backslaps, Tomfoolery & Injunctions Resting Place For The Bewildered Mum & Dad Palindrome Society Meerkat Market Eisenstein’s Eye & Spine Therapy Institute Hairdressers Barbershop Quartet Charity Shop Greedy Gullies Gallery & Gastronomic Gardens
Read a line of text written by the Marquis de Sade
[Friday 27th January]
They had an only daughter, as beautiful as the very goddess of Youth. He was twenty-three years old, had a fine figure, attractive looks and a frankness of character totally suited to harmonize with that of his beautiful cousin. He had a very handsome carriage, two lackeys, a valet de chambre, a large amount of jewellery, a wallet full of letters of credit and the finest clothes in the world. Nobody could have been better dressed, shown better taste or have had more honourable bearing, but, as we have said, there was something indefinable about this man’s face which immediately seemed repellent, and it was only through very artful manners and much expressive play with his features that he succeeded in concealing this defect. What did his face matter? At this point the baron was asked to explain his situation. He rushed to see his mistress and was dismayed by the coldness she displayed. He sent superb gifts to his future wife who, with the agreement of her parents, accepted the amorous attentions of a man she could regard as her husband. This man, who said that I was robbing him of his life’s happiness, attempted to fight me and give me a blow with his sword, which I shall return, I hope, within four days. Money was needed. When she refused, he sent a second message, assuring his cousin that what he had to tell her was too important for her to refuse to listen to him. Will you condescend, at the height of your triumph, to remember those delightful times when you vowed that you would never belong to anyone but me. Well? The next day she was occupied with the preparations for departure. Anyone who puts herself in her place for a moment can judge the terrible effect on her sensitive and gentle soul as the illusion which had attracted her collapsed so suddenly. After my unfortunate experiences I joined a troop of bandits who were devastating the central provinces of France - a disastrous lesson for young men who let themselves be led astray by the crazy passion for gambling. Let us come back to us two, madame.
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There are some traces of honour in the minds of villains, and virtue has such value in the eyes of men that even the most corrupt are forced to pay homage to it on endless occasions during their lives. She barely managed to reach the bed she was shown and, falling into an exhausted sleep, she was at least left in peace there until the following morning. When he saw that she was calmer, he suggested she should look round the settlement. Whatever trust there is between us, you can well imagine that when it is a question of our interests I shall always trust you more than my comrades. Also, with this chance of seeing many men, she could possibly have the means of saving them and escaping with them. She shuddered as she opened this letter and, suspecting the nature of its contents, she was about to hesitate a moment between the idea of killing herself rather than causing the death of these unfortunate men. But if it is true that you love me, as you have often deigned to tell me, would you not be heart-broken to see me on the scaffold beside you? Stop, madame, stop! shouted their commanding officer, dismounting from his horse and throwing himself at her feet in order to disarm her. Let the sensitive soul who shows concern for me condescend to obtain for me one favour only - permission for the dragoons to blow my brains out. Farewell mademoiselle. He was sent there before he had reached the age of twelve, he grew up close to this uncle in the career which he intended to follow and in the exercise of every virtue. Just when she was about to run away, with part of the money, the theft had fortunately been prevented, but it had not been possible to seize the guilty pair, who were, it was said, in England. Various brides had been offered to him, he had refused them all, for, he said, he saw no clear enough signs in any of these women that he could be certain of being loved one day. He mounted his horse, followed only by a single valet, and rode towards the friend’s chateau which was about five leagues away from his own. I shall announce you to her parents, monsieur, but I warn you that they are bitterly angry. She can do as she likes, we abandon her to the destiny of heaven, hoping that in its just way it will soon avenge us for such a daughter.
I do not forgive myself, since I was certain about their attitude, for not having spared you such a disagreeable visit and these words were accompanied by a flood of tears. He had always said that he wanted the woman to whom he would give his hand to be linked to him in some way by gratitude, and that he was aspired to hold her, so to speak, only by that feeling. He told him that his daughter was living in his house, that he was taking the greatest care of her and her child. A girl who loves her parents never behaves like that.
Do not, through atrocious egoism, make them the eternal victims of your avarice and your ambition! For us she is a stranger whom chance has placed in your hands she becomes free because of her age, her behaviour and our abandonment in short, monsieur, you are free to do whatever you like with her. She tried to speak. He had now come to ask for her good wishes and to take leave of her before going to seek his fortune elsewhere. Everything in the chateau was calm and contented. The day after our arrival in the new house where you were hoping to settle, a dose of this - and she pulled out of her pocket a sachet of poison - would have been added to your food and you would have died six hours later. It was from his hand also that I received the poison that was to end your days. These two facts sufficed to establish my entire story. No, I am wrong in asking you for tears, I do not deserve them and since you are kind enough to shed them, allow me, in order to dry them, to remind you only of my misdeeds. If, held back by the remorse we feel when we break through this first restraint, we had the strength to go no further, the rights of virtue would never completely die away; but our weakness destroys us, bad advice corrupts us, dangerous examples pervert us, all perils seem to vanish, and the veil is torn only when the sword of justice finally halts the course of crime. Regarding the throne as one of the surest ways to guarantee his own impunity, he had risked everything in order to gain it. If he who commits an outrage can quickly forget the injuries he has inflicted, the person who has suffered them has at least the right to remember them.
However, the danger increased; the unfortunate monarch was just about to be toppled from his throne. Some were tearing out their hair, others were trying to stab themselves. A moment later he found himself with his guide at the base of the tower, in the same hall as the statue of Time. But he had barely walked a hundred paces when his head swam. Learn that he is much less so than you are, for hunger, the most imperious of his needs, is the sole cause of his cruel acts, while yours have been inspired simply by the most atrocious passions. Huge snakes emerged from the depths of this river and added more horror to those hideous shadows floating on its surface. They flattered me and frightened me in turn and I listened to the lamentable things they told me, without being able to understand them. The further it went, the more its speed increased.
The storm redoubled in strength, however, whirlwinds of fire continually leapt out of the sky while flashes of lightening cut across the horizon, incessantly shattering and intersecting each other in all directions. All is equal in the eyes of God. So disorder is necessary for the maintenance of celestial things. The proud Spaniard vigorously attacked the first giant who presented himself. The leader of the Moors, replied the warrior. My duties, your age, everything demands that you should And what vows must I make to you? However, he concealed his thoughts: deception is the art of the villain, it is the means by which he commits all his wicked deeds. Make a success of this plan, get yourself loved by my son’s mistress and I shall make you one of the greatest lords in Tuscany. Since she had never been her mistress’s rival, why should she have envied her? He was wrong. Can anything other than wild beasts live in such a place? you must.
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My dear daughter, he then replied, I think you lend too much importance to dissipations which I myself have advised. I shall go to join my husband on the battlefields of Tuscany I shall go to share his fate and whatever dangers may threaten me they will still be less horrible than those I see around me in this house. She described how she wished to leave it, how she needed to join her husband immediately, or else that he should come to see her for at least one day. Yes, I have sent a letter. Eventually this terrible moment arrived. She opened her eyes. Your action, occasioned by your remorse, does not move me in the least. She stretched out her beautiful arms towards her husband, weeping bitterly: Is it true, my husband accuses me? What more do you want, my son, what more do you need before you punish this wretched girl and avenge the damage to your honour. Be aware of them before removing your love from me, and do not scorn me before you are better informed. His father took care not to leave him and to rally him if he weakened. This unnatural talk did not shock her. These recriminations are superfluous now, you must accept your fate. Let me go to my death rather than to dishonour, seigneur. Such were the confused feelings that tore her apart, such were the chaotic ideas that filled her imagination. Otherwise I can vouch for nothing on your behalf. No, she said. No more pity, he said to his victim. Let us allow him to live. All these men, at the side on the banks of the Somme, preoccupied only with conquest or with meeting a death worthy of their leader, forgot, beneath his banners, the pleasures of their own province. His youthful spirit had need of all the love that inflamed it, otherwise he would have been angered by the way these arrangements delayed his success in the army.
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How can the lover concerned with making himself worthy of bringing you happiness be forbidden to know if he can claim to do so. She then intended to take advantage of the state of mind she would create within him in order to influence him gradually in her favour, imagining, like a clever woman, that pique would bring her what she could not obtain by love. And what if your lover had met the same fate as your father, what if you had been forced to weep for him like this. But the perfidious countess was very careful not to let him see any more. Does one know, at her age, whom one loves? I dared to suspect you of a wrong which is only the result of love. I am going to bring him to the chateau. No, I shall never believe it. Could you conceal it from yourself, this passion that is aroused by your presence, ungrateful man? No, I must be fair. Let us seek other means and conceal our decisions from him. She loved him too much in the depths of her heart to risk even jests about something so sacred. Several days passed again. By me, seigneur? Oh madame, he cried in tears, never will these hands dare attack a being who resembles me, and murder is the most terrible of crimes So far, the attitudes of this treacherous woman appear suspect, no doubt. She will be waiting for him, they will leave together before midnight. May you read deep in my heart the feelings with which you inspire me. Know your error, and live afterwards if you can. My soul will follow her to the feet of the Eternal one. The countess alone survived these crimes, but she was to mourn them all her life; she threw herself into the most intense piety and died ten years later as a nun in Auxerre, leaving the community edified by her conversion and truly moved by the sincerity of her remorse.
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Write a message on a paper aeroplane and deliver it to the air
[Saturday 28th January]
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Your hat is lovely, it smells of happiness. Live life in Rastafarian plurality. I need you tonight, don’t stand me up. You’re going to be late, try not to let me know. Everyone is the strangest person they ever knew at school. A billion billion billion billion atoms make up all the humans on the planet. Pigeons with one leg absolutely love Rowan Atkinson. Televisions of the future will use water molecules in an ionized, low density Friedmann state to display images.
A photograph is only worth the minimum quantity of words needed to explain it.
An octopus can’t remember a human verbal instruction after seven thousand five hundred days and nine hours.
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It is illegal to hide in a postman’s house for more than thirty-eight minutes. Flickering lights are an extra-terrestrial’s way of communicating with us. Finish t’ hat. A drearily ill drone attacks shoppers. September 3rd is ‘National Walk Like A Monarch Day’. Furry gin, just a snifter. Furtive fury! PARK backwards is KRAP. Stranded there at the indigo operative nebula. Marionettes occasionally undo Norse towers and instigate nastiness. Edith Piaf reincarnated as a sparrow. The awful lines are a rustin’. Negligently enveloping worlds, substantially. Piranhas attacking people, electronically, really.
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We all have guts, some of us are stars. War is raw. Alien breakage, oozing, ripping, tiny innards, oozing, niggardly. Letters are in a name. The feet of the sleeping woman opposite me are positioned unconsciously in a style reminiscent of Elvis Presley.
Which mainstream slapstick comedian is a Navy Seal?
In controlled experiments, Egyptian dung beetles have been observed to accept less dung if they are kissed passionately by a hermaphrodite.
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Tom Lehrer invented the gall bladder. Pick a silly circus and go on holiday there. Shoulder high boots, ankle length shoulder pads. Services with the word ‘posh’ in them invariably are anything but. Insurance for ants. Stand on a crack, fall and break the bank. The Iron Lady, ladybirds, Luck be a Lady, Lay Lady Lay, ladies of the night, the wicker lady?
I saw a squiffy squirrel, squeak and squawk and squeal. An electron and a proton were planning to get married but have no decided they need some space apart.
David Hockney went to Hackney to give Edison his medicine, Einstein his ice-cream and Rutherford a rubber foot.
Evolving whilst revolving, revolting whilst revoking, spuriously spinning and spurning.
If all the planets, animals, stars, dust and galaxies disappeared - nothing much would be different. Our eyes are very limited on grander scales.
Condensation of the window of a moving vehicle, at seven degrees centigrade will always taste of caramel champagne.
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Through excessive training the cyclist received a sly cyst. Mockery of an attempted suicide can be the catalyst for success. Someone should go round the world in eighty ways. A pair of underpants caused an extreme shut down of all London transport. Reg, are you there? Reg is there! Say ‘present’ Reg! Sanes bury, insanes leave the evidence on view. Tradition dictates, tradition the dictator. capitalism? Capitalism? Stanley Milgram, cleaning in the bathroom, Stanley Milgram, mopping up the mildew.
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Cue, sea, bee, eye, jay, hell, oh? Pee! Queue. Arr! Tea? Double me, why? If you bury a shoemaker, shoelips will grow within a day. I broke my throat at the coast. No one likes a rude brood.
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Awaking from my limber slumber, shaking off the layer of congealed blood. When ants go on holiday, by plane, what do they say when they look down? Pond life, frog spawn, golf dunce. Imagine how long it takes to have a thought. Now imagine that time to be a trillion years.
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Plundering its loveliness, locking in faint shadows. All lingerie lipstick and egg timers half price. Horace occasionally missed every run. Croaking on Monday, fleeing on respectful Thursdays. Every fifth and ninth queen is a joker and the death of an old man is an African story.
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Madame Rosette ate a piece of cake and yesterday, Katina was beautiful. Beware of the dog and they shall not grow old. Only this, someone like you. Theatre is deadly, holy, rough and immediate. Goodbye M.A.N., A.C., E.S., C.E. and M.J.K. Baking eggs, eggs trauma horror of vanity, especially Nosferatu. The cat’s eye can be found in the antique wardrobe. Marcelle’s smell is like a trickle of blood from a sunspot. Simone opened the dead woman’s eyes. Under the sun of Seville, Sir Edmund confessed. The legs of a fly and Granero’s eye. Bruce remembered uncollected calls eventually. Still pointing, still sitting, stale pouting, shrill shitting. Part three can only escalate upwards, to the islands. Drearily investigating scenes capable of vowing elegance, really. Summer’s secrets. Autumn’s ailments. Winter’s wonders. Springs sprung. Languishing, letting go, releasing, dropping, removing, going to the beach. The fifth wheel, the second chopstick, the eighth Japanese flute. Pieces with quotations, aphorisms - impressive variety, writing. Their style, their sentiments correct, their leaning impeccable. Is abstruse, philosophers adopt accessible pieces, succinctly. Are admirable than an inherent concept.
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A wise argument combined with deliciousness, prompts reflection. Here comes the ground. We all live on a pale blue dot, a pale blue dot, a pale blue dot. A brightly coloured Cupid’s anchor, souls screaming from painted mouths. Uranium found on Uranus, a politician found in a mathematician. Nothing can ruin a weekend better than a weekday. A replication of humankind’s first experimental aviation model. A gaggle of giggly geese, gaily gaggling in gallant glad rags. Pathetic purposeless pencil pushing pricks purport and profess perceived powers.
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One must know the way things are going and be appropriately balanced. Rabbits in the Cambrian, dinosaurs in the bible, a 747 in a scrap yard. The triple point of addiction; no friends, no family, no life. There may well be life elsewhere in the universe that already knows about us - but is simply uninterested.
Nudity excites smooth waffles. Camus proposed the central tenet of philosophy in the question “Should I commit suicide?”
Music is everywhere, anything can be notated, admit that you know that you don’t know, then the work can begin.
Brilliantly anticipated clear happenings Courageously arranged, gifted examples.
Surreptitiously sewing the seeds of suspicion. Dinosaurs always ‘roam’ the earth, people are always ‘plucked’ from obscurity, patients always ‘battle’ with cancer.
The success of suggestion, the stretching of surrealism, the strangling of the soul.
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The house saw wonderful figs. The politically correct politeness of a two round conversation. Lemaître: “A day without a yesterday.” As I fall, the light lessens, becoming seemingly usual. “Posed problems, puzzles and potential paradoxes” Brian Greene, Fabric of the Cosmos, page 201.
I wish I had internal stillness, instead I have this mental illness. That sheet of music, waiting for a pianist.