Listening
to this tape reminded me of how there are no stupid questions, just stupid
people. For example, “when one is cremated, do the ashes still contain DNA?” or
“do sawtooth sinewaves get cavities?” “If you slam the letter ‘c’ into a letter
‘l’ from left to right, it becomes a ‘d’, so, really, like, how closely related
were Buchla and the Buddha?”
Sides
A & B are opposing brain hemispheres. Meet the former, a cold, handheld
journey through the science fiction shelves’ ravenous dustbunny colonies.
Stupid beasts bump heads, turn another direction, and employ their muscle
memories to scuffle off, forage, and procreate elsewhere. Twenty minutes later,
meet a truly colder half, a dedicated, qualitative study of protein-reactions
and their decay, with cortisol levels augmented and CT scans scheduled every
hour, on the hour. Axis upon axis upon axis of vantages are efficiently filed
away for a study few have legal access to, for fear of future revolt. From
what?
Through
retrospect, side A now feels warm, a saga told by an aphasiac cyborg. B shows
the expressive negatives of daily life on a hidden plain. Nothing ugly or
beautiful or good or evil or strange; just teeming with life, and well worth
repeated observations.
and/or
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- Jacob An Kittenplan
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