Saturday, July 16, 2011

Review: Naked Lunch

Naked LunchNaked Lunch by William S. Burroughs

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I give it three stars because "I liked it" ... I could put at "Amazing" as well, but in reality, it fills all those stars and none of them. It's a spell book, you don't rate it like a "novel" or something to be entertained by.

In parts he smears the shit that is bombarding his senses (not the ones they teach us in kindergarten, but the ones that are inside), twisting the feelings and images into the contortions and yoga of the Word.

Other parts are sequential (in a timeless sense). Steps to gain access to different "parts" or maybe frequencies of hell, a guidebook to the companies, parties and individuals that inhabit Interzone.

The fact that this "book" made it to the Time's Top 100 novels is a living proof to the methods in practice laid out in this book.

Young boys being sodomised while being hanged-hung-nooses around their throats, bringing out the primal energy in the reader, interjecting words from other languages, cutting ideas up and scattering the fragments throughout the 200 pages of this book. Using repetition of phrases, building stronger pathways in the mind. A skeleton is visible between the juicy Black Meat of this work.

A reviewer said it was a "cry from hell", and it's truly is. The places he describes in Naked Lunch are REAL (smile with me here).
If 4chan is the originator of memes now a days, this was the rectum where the memes of the 60s-pre-Internet era emerged (and the waves being caused by this... "work"... and still being felt, reverberating through collective unconscious)

Visit hell first or you won't get this book, you'll just be pretending.

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Friday, July 8, 2011

Article on Memory and TMS

A Day in the Undead

(10:00:12 PM) innocent: Tell me about your day
(10:00:17 PM) damned: K so
(10:00:22 PM) damned: I'm in bed
(10:00:27 PM) damned: in my dad's living room
(10:00:31 PM) damned: on the foldout couch
(10:00:34 PM) damned: and my uncle comes over
(10:00:39 PM) damned: and my dad's like wanna go to breakfast
(10:00:44 PM) damned: and I was like "no thanks"
(10:00:54 PM) damned: and my uncle's like "what are you gonna do today?"
(10:00:56 PM) damned: "Stay here."
(10:01:23 PM) damned: and then I get up, jerk off into my cup, internet around, watch the shuttle launch
(10:01:30 PM) damned: drink some OJ and water
(10:01:42 PM) damned: finish reading "fool"
(10:01:45 PM) innocent: lmao into a cup
(10:01:51 PM) damned: start reading "naked lunch"
(10:02:03 PM) damned: chat on IRC, facebook dink around, look at twitter
(10:02:10 PM) damned: juggle, juggle
(10:02:27 PM) damned: go to trader joes and whole foods and pick up some groceries for my dad and I
(10:02:38 PM) damned: come back
(10:02:51 PM) damned: uh, juggle some more
(10:02:56 PM) damned: make a sammich
(10:03:02 PM) damned: watch part a documentary on the buddha
(10:03:20 PM) damned: talk to my old coworkers on AIM chat from compusa
(10:03:32 PM) damned: check my python QR checker running on my friends server
(10:03:44 PM) damned: think about making better use of the clock cycles
(10:03:56 PM) damned: look at this guys file list from IRC
(10:04:00 PM) damned: make jabs at him
(10:04:05 PM) damned: /*link*/
(10:05:12 PM) damned: your day?
(10:07:34 PM) damned: I sorta want to blog that
(10:07:38 PM) damned: then my day will be complete

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Tennessee Offensive Image Law HB 0300 investigated

Hello Internet, I have taken the time to look at the offensive image law that is causing the ACLU to sue Tennessee here, straight from the horses mouth so to speak:
HB 0300 Bill Summary

This bill makes it a delinquent act, punishable only by fine of $100 or 20 hours of community service, for a minor to frighten, intimidate or emotionally distress a person by communicating with or about that person, or transmitting or displaying an image, by electronic device, without legitimate purpose:
(1) With the malicious intent to frighten, intimidate or cause emotional distress; or
(2) In a manner the minor knows, or reasonably should know, would frighten, intimidate or cause emotional distress to a similarly situated person of reasonable sensibilities.

(emphasis my own)

This part of the law seems to be targeted at stopping "cyber bullying", which I am not sure how rampant this is... or if it needs to be curbed by Ma and Pa State. What about videos like this that stand as evidence of physical bullying, this video seemed like it was being recorded with a malicious intent, but turn off the camera and we lose a whole plethora of media.
The law goes on to say that even when committed by an adult, the class A misdemeanor still applies (weird way of writing a law... but I guess I'm a computer programmer not a law maker)

It goes on to say that servers in Tennessee running social network sites must cooperate with the district attorney and make all communications available. Weird, I wonder how many twitter, google+, or facebook servers are in TN, and how much jurisdiction Tennessee would have in forcing the hand of a large social networking site, or if Kevin Mitnick could call and "have a warrant faxed after lunch" and gain access to communications.


Sunday, July 3, 2011


It's 11pm so it's time to post a post, I read my previous posts as I do, because if I don't enjoy reading my own spew, then why spew? Well, I guess you could just spew it down the toilet and flush it... or you could spew on the ground and swirl it about with your finger and see what patterns emerge.

"I see a dragon!"
"I see a face!"
"I see a heart!"

I have observed that each individual has an apophenic leaning [apophenic from apophenia, it's the legal form of schizophrenia that we all seem to have] My mother find hearts in all the rocks she sees, others I've heard they see faces. Some people (truly paranoid schizophrenics, the illegal kind of vision) see that everyone hates them, is out to get them, poison them or poison the minds of their friends against them. And its real. Real as the bacon, the pig and the slaughterhouse.

Dear Princess Celestia,
Today I've learned that even in times of pure honest love, the apophenic tendencies of a dark mind can sour every potentially beautiful moment. The habits of our minds can be hard to break and can darken the doorstep of our pineal gland with paranoia parading through our neurons before the original, empty, beautifully meaningless light illuminates you.
Your faithful slave-bot,
Alfredo Peptobismuth

Saturday, July 2, 2011


Chemically depleted, mathematically impossible. The perfection of nature, our beauty is the approximation.
No more seriousness, no more jovial mad pranking.
No more feeding, no more seating.
The finish line has been reached, what we've been striving for all our lives.
It's no cause for celebration, remorse or the rest... in the wild it's seamless.
However, we are high on human DNA, on planet earth, separatist ideas like "you're not the only pebble on the beach" silly silly, pebbles? No just beach.
But then what's the difference?
Mine's bigger than yours, silly concerns for the filled belly, I still starve, and this starvation will keep me going painfully long, Death will be a coming home once I pierce the veil... coming home to lol-land, to jokes-ville, apple nebula. Pirate vagabond, hipster electro carollers.
It doesn't end here, I can't even remember Blossum's name.

And the Mao game is perfect, just submit, resistance is futile.

What goes on in those cubicles anyway?

Freedom will not be defined, ever. If it does, then it loses all meaning... to me.
OK. There isn't much left, but when you're talking about an infinity, that's not saying anything really.