'Every Issue is a Distraction.'
by Great Scull Zero
This maxim rings true to the
Post-Dogmatist ear, for water is music, and prayer wheels are motor-driven,
even pneumatic, cylindrical screens (even reminiscent of Mr. Bryan Gysin's
dreamachines) belching green, copper misted flames through a hissing blur
of ideograms, the only rheostat shall be the tonal input of a human voice
[OM MAN PATRI KAKURETI] Thusly doest Post-Dogmatism find the machinic phylum
a strange attractor. As a single protagonist, the Post-Dogmatist may resemble
a frumpy old Max Stirner , a calm and beautiful Taoist sage, a huge hulking
sumo welder with Shinto overalls and eyes like arc-bolts welding pure mobius
night. It might be said that the Post-Dogmatist is post-natural precisely
because he/she/it IS nature. The stainless steel shoji is
etched in the microtrajectories of vitriolic raindrops. In a group the
Post-Dogmatist becomes comrade, frater, cyborg sintaurosaurus, groggy gorilla,
borracho, muthah fucka, moving target....
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