No' th' auld toon

Quiet abyss journal

“You can cut into Naked Lunch at any intersection point… I have written many prefaces. They atrophy and amputate spontaneous like the little toe amputates in a West African disease confined to the Negro race and the passing blonde shows her brass ankle as a manicured toe bounces across the club terrace, retrieved and and laid at her feet by her Afghan hound…”

– W.S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch

“Switch envelopes in click clack joint where fraudulent girls put the B on you in favor of the House 666 and there is no health in them clap broads rotten to the apple corer of my unconsummate cock.”

– W.S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch

“Left or right, the libertarian and guild socialists from Morris to Orwell, the distributists like Chesterton and Belloc, the anarchists in the mutualist line from Kropotkin, were all proponents of small, devolved, local communities. And as romantic anti-statists they were all ranged together on one side against the encroaching Servile State represented by the bureaucrats, administrators, experts and efficiency-mongers, centralists and globalists, whether of the capitalist, the Fabian, or the communist variety. It has been observed before, though never in this context, that politically the Shire is a model anarchist commune. Notwithstanding its pronounced social hierarchies and the historically-specific accoutrements of the English class system - which serve no identifiable political purpose - it is a self-governing, fully-functional community. No central government is necessary to maintain harmony, for the hobbits never fight amongst themselves. In fact, as the Prologue says regarding the “Ordering of the Shire,” hobbits “had hardly any ‘government’. Families for the most part managed their own affairs […]. Estates, farms, workshops, and small trades tended to remain unchanged for generations.” “There had been no king for nealry a thousand years,” and in the Fourth Age the Shire is guaranteed continued local autonomy from the Gondorian monarchy (Tolkien in a letter).”

Anna Vaninskaya | From 'Tolkien: A Man of his Time?' (via indigenousdialogues)

Cutup #2 Fortune, June 30, 2014

In sub-Saharan
and five of us are lip reading.
Congested place of mud hut terrorism
It’s no surprise.
Yet there are signs and fashion industries
with its growing film if you cross the bridge.
Canoe snakes, after working
was made to withstand floods
and it’s a sprawl
with its exoloding plusses
is also
future.

“All heresies are the banner of a reality, an exclusion. Scratch the heresy and you will find the leper. Every battle against heresy wants this: to keep the leper as he is.”

– Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose