"there is also disappearance, contagion, military murder, telekinetic fire, hurricane, catastrophic subsidence, infant death, mutation, being eaten by animals, oceanic evaporation, suicide, glutinous rain, quicksand topographies made of mud, sky lesions, a massive wall overtaking the earth and total flooding of the landscape... Far from an escape into some sort of monumentalism of destruction, this anti-realistic concentration of ruin perfectly zeroes in on our inveterate inability to actually picture the end, to consider its lobster. It’s in this act then that the true momentous dismay and oppressive compulsion to want to avoid disaster that the inevitability of apocalypse should spirit into us (but doesn’t) is recuperated in the form of an apocalypse of such total immensity it could never come telling us that we risk facing not the impossible but the all too possible."
--- David Rylance, from an essay on my body of work, The Darkest Fits of Light: on dwelling in Blake Butler's de-compositions
Massive thanks to David for this beautiful, generous, and transcendent (beyond myself) text.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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knocked- me- off -my- feet beautiful
ecological activism is about action, not words
a book is an action
i like it that he said hauntological
yeah, you can write a doomer book about all the doom that can happen, or you take action to try to prevent it. Like you don't know what I mean.
KICKING CUNTS IN.
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