orange

the simple no-silence – blood pumping and air vibrating orange – of the earth and signifying vital liquid being – there is less to me than there is to the color – turning transmuting – i and the world – consciousness is clear – thought is always unbelievable

what is the etymology of “record” – “chord” = heart with connotations now of writing and mind

what is the etymology of “remember” – to make a body – “life” – lijf – lieb – body – a life can only be reminded not remembered

desire forms the world as greed – aversion forms the world as anger greed and aversion are mind

the delusion of representation and the fear at the core of politics – the liberal is the one who is represented in every aspect of their lives – by the political class – by the police – by institutions – on this day there are only liberals fascists and anarchists

the fascist desires only representation

vengeance is perhaps the only possible first step to collective liberation

totalizing capitalism turns its crimes into the individual faults of its subjects – the collapse of the climate is the fault of the individual who does not see the point to recycling – these subjects are a true proletariat – no longer citizens as such for what could that mean when the class of representatives so directly thwarts and misrepresents them and when their rights mean next to nothing – the proletariat is not a class but their masters certainly are

there can be no heroic struggle from within – there can be no revolutionary identity – there is no identity – there is negation from without – the struggle of a non-class to annihilate class

latency – all the characteristics the habits and affinities realize themselves inevitably – what we are to become is with us now

we could but live if living were enough for us

emptier than now – footsteps then sudden rain – weeds push out from beneath concrete – thunder and a voice – rotting wood to hear it – wind palms down the the tall grass

night – and another day

a space once occupied now empty and still – what life is the air moving – the water pooling – deeper lesser – greasy dust on glass – moldy leather and the sound pushing of a million insect voices