(which includes a few words you could use again, like, likeThough dunno that i'd call it an Ad for use. i mean parasite and vigilante, a subject likes Too to be a fact. and has ambitions to have a job. and as an agent of legitimation, a buildingofabox from inside out, a Smug, its system of description isFace it, its just a fucking scAb. (i mean as youre clear your own worst enemy, arent you glad that its not You. (this is also called Thought, for those in the know, but you have to be pretty evolved toBut getting it back in the bOx, billing beauty as something to dO, (and as thought is modeled on Redundancy .. i mean you gotta Pet your trauma. (and as singing is an expression a Cure (which is of course one of the beauties of beauty. or grOove (the poor bastard whos been reduced to being right .. (an Objects a name. with a speech impediment. (it cheats. (and Anyway, what do theyNames do to the brain? (but here we're back to whether the questions plugged In or not, whether its .. or, a Witness bitch, a .. the client i mean doesnt have to understand mAths. i mean its just a fucking Data scrape (the word here is Capital, (capital, that which makes too great a claim on the credulity of others, (hardly what a depressive would call wOrk. (and this, this Rent, this diagnOsis scApegoating, this this .. whats that, that, you know, whatever, starts with C? .. fUck? (one of the nice things about words is that a lot of them really are quite Patient. and they can spend a long time outside without getting wet .. i mean they Evolve. sort of like some common christ placebo. but as the past is seriously diseased, sordid, Ulcerous (and its not like its actually Doing anything back there in the cheap seats .. but fiction is like that. and though its still possible to get your five pounds of gravity down at the shops .. i mean the science of manufactured needs, the mIgraine bit, (as if the word were but a disappointed lover, (better than a brIck i guess .. (and even if five is only superimposed on six for a Really short time (time being increasingly thinly spread (i mean in space theres clear not enough to go round .. (its just a cAtalyst patch, no? (as if the same were necessarily therapeutic. i mean if you know in which dimension the questions being posed, (though coz the second dimensions Heavier than the third, the odds is not yet even Even that your numbers coming Up. (it takes a certain sort of fool to be jealous of redundancy. (and as facts act as facts Before they the state was invented as a Medium, as a way of singing at a distance, and like other hobbies was pretty existential. and as an alternative to capital, it def had its use. in the age of agrEement but, in the age of rEnt (the gilded Halfmeasure of success (the voyeur who hires herself out as an aesthetic sAcrifice, (data not being too energy efficient (it wAs afterall invented by the box (and makes stupidity seem almost grAcious, an adjectival vIctim fetish of How to stop the nail thinking with a cross. One. (and as time is some sort of plastic Sugar, a lightly patterned proxy Catharsis .. (the instrumentalist wants to know how many Ands it is Long or High (this will assist in her later definition of But (Two being what three calls a Side effect. or Temper tantrum. (knowing better just doesnt here make sense. a taxonomy of words we dont know. includes rational and perverse optimism. and that movement over a fitness surface or commodity space (Commodities, if i need remind you, are not reversible. the product of war tourism, they .. (and as a pic aint but a Step function or machine for storing pIgment (pAint, that which it Aint (though nostalgia for when the market used to run in Real time wont .. there are of course a bunch of numbers that have never been put together. which isnt yet prOof that theyre analgorithmic, or even virus frEe, but does suggest Allow anyway, that they may indeed be fIckle. but applying Things to a subject (and as use (Data, user pays Entropy (data, if i say it is (Eugenics, or Technocracy if Jo says it is (you know, That reductionist game .. (missus gephups and the free lunch. a Cat a lap and a rhYme. and as the rhyme defines data as idEal, the prosthetic Litmus test, and just as words can radically mean what they sAy, thus putting the whole of the Past at risk, data, Noise, the souvenir trade in Metaphor (the idea with a tongue hanging out its pants), the distributed bill of .. (i'd like to do a poem on Why this might be the case, but then i'd have to find a rhyme for mInd .. (sOmetimes youre the quEstion, sOmetimes youre the, mInd .. but thats more like a sOng .. (this is called Gossip. (and as the only word that doesnt here make sense is Coz (and Therefore that conclusions is innAte and crap), and Now back for the chorus, This is called gossip. (theres some Noun Hype Belief line that ties this mob together, but i dunno what it is. ( .. theres also a moment when the thing thinks about learning. its job is to be that moment. the first thing we know about a stone (well maybe not the First, there are a bunch, but One at least of that which we know, is that it or its coordinates, its Mass Energy disposition, its Dimension, is incompletely Bored. i mean it wanted to be a Theory, of Economics, at Least, the music of Value, but Vectors and Believers just aint that much fun to hang out with. i mean what would You do if finance volunteered to wave your fucking flag? i mean isnt an algorithm a cloying nag Perpetual Motion machine? so what does, Five say, remember? Two, Three? that its a Product? and is it fair to define memory as a Machine, or should we just stick to the Machine is a description of a past, a Sentence? i mean what would memory be if it was something Else, a Pathology, Credit, a Cure? (and as code is just an attempt to Postpone .. actually, Thats the prob, no? code has no sense of Urgency (theres fuck all on my plAte as my DNAs too lAte .. there are of course those stylists who Farm entropy, but as most data is probably Bluffing .. a fact goes from here to there. it doesnt go softly. a fact goes from there to here. it doesnt go quickly. if there is no fact how could it be otherwise? when the question is asked, it doesnt make sense. it is neither dependent nor effect. when the question is asked it is yet to be asked. where there have been names there Are none. there is no calling either. if calling, then there would be two courses of names. if there are two courses of names, one is called proof. it stops. Listening i mean is something we agree we dont know how to do. so we Formalise it. its an inherited disability. gOd didnt listen for another Seventeen pAges. and didnt get to foot tapping til Way Later, so its not surprising we invented Logic as the song of context. (.. though wasnt that sposed to be illegal? ( .. what just happened? ( .. the game of the exit. the only way you know youre playing is by whether you have to queue to be a cop. and only cops of course think itsAnd as game is a measure of Entropy, as it agrEes (my hero here is Price, and as price predIcts (though constructing price as cOde is usually reserved for those with too much time on their hands (so its not obviously in the box for cOps, (and anyway the probability of reading this as Information is statistically limp, (auctioning results via lOops and lIkes, the crypto derivatives Ordinary bIts, counterfeit Twos (Or three (just think of one as an Investment (or apology (the subject that says trustme and then goes on to Imitate itself (as if description (or instruction) were just, Irritating. (Description, how to get on and off without blinking. (as If, as if, as if numbers were all Surface. i mean i know thinking is Fun and all, but .. i mean if you could explain this, Tilt of the Head, then in some parallel note i'd be able to sing or dance or drive a bus .. i mean two just has a higher periodIcity than three. See? i mean you Asked. i mean we know what facts do at Work, but what do theyHence Art, a way of being both simultaneously On And off. (the sentence is slightly off balance, distrActed, coz its doing double duty as a Subject. (Hands up anyone who Noticed. (and this is different to any other candy cOz? (the subject is of course surplus to meaning. a pack of Added vAlue. (which is not to say its immUne, though it takes a name to achieve, whatever, Fiction. ( .. i had a little axiOm, but i needed the money. ( .. and as its obviously cheaper to exploit reason than Measure, or abstrAct it, this, Fact, is the software for all Other, Facts. but even as a Complex number, a word makes a lousy Set, so we're stuck with Product, and something of an algebra of points on a line abbreviated by the history of Hints on said line (though the number C wont be available for consultation for a while yet (it has private business (but as long as the past runs Parallel to logic, we're insulated by Use, or Context (anyway one of those. and just as capital is a shit way to distribute computation (unless you want to think of C as a placeholder for something neither two nor Four, a collaterally damaged .. but how would you know youre in some dimensionless string theory poker? theres only And. no But. no, frIction .. i mean it said a lOt, it did, that stuff about that its long on odds, the stOry thing. as though a dollar was a tEst. i mean its virtual plAgiarism. like theres some pale little agreement meme and theresI mean is it possible to censor agreement, cant we just please kill that fucking fourFour plot, the nOd (i mean theres stIll jurisdictions where plotsWhere cash has .. that spasm of metaphysics that is the Subject (that proposition that isnt Work (the subject being the Suicide of work, a content provider, with bElls on, noise with a capitalAnyway, That (and i swear it Heard), that gloat in the road that got to teasing all riddle rash and queasy, though tOo it could all be writ up like a tragedy in rhYme, or puff and blister the curly bits of the ear like some Other idea, (these things get complicated, (the marvel of it Is they say that numbers improve the soul, take lewd pleasure in (though theses words werent hooked up to the rest of the sentence, but once those numbers get Started, the Song as they say is On, licking dots off of the I's n all, and coz the word aint but a lexicon of Further words, a rutting hex list Cud of words (even those that there with spokes in the throat (though these be just so's theres stuff there to dO. .. so i guess it didnt die from telling you this (though one should probably count to ten), a wet coughing shush that maps the geegaw grammar of it muddling along on the sheer damn Drug of it (, that bit be wAy too hip to make sense. all them widgety gadget bots in the sidelong gobby whatsits ofI mean the dead Too is billing Bits. and he'd talk like you was making sense, a bunch of queries set off likeI mean its not like the words was Breathing or aught (though where does all that willful suspended disbelief then gO? i mean in some story which isnt this one, or this part of the story, the words is traded in on Rhyme or Gum or japanEse, all drOol and incidEntal. (i mean you wont hear about it in the Song, but those that keep their tongue in their pocket, that .. (which is exactly how the next gets said. (but run out of pAuse and youll get something stUpid .. i mean trying to build the word as the dribbling fat sOng of the word, Hiding, i dunno, whatever, in Knowns and Moments, in the tacky patching pilchy habit what take your Numbers down, the One Seven Three from the left, Thirty Eight .. and coz the subject be something of a bully Decadence (with mAnners but, the whole weeping Joy of it, Things and, whatever, whatever and thIngs, (he had a lovely turn of phrase on him, and the Run-on was something to behOld, the phrase you thought was where you left it was shifted to another pause andLike, You got a line on lIke? a Fact, the CIA librarian that Is a fact, (it wants of course to be a Science, though the best it can manage is a set), Anyway, this, Technocrat, (which is obviously art coz its so easily, Appropriated (i was going to sayHere we're interrupted by a popsong something on analogical maths (the positively Normative, normatively Positive Barbershop Quartet, (and as words already constitute a distributed language recognition program, and as semantics is the melody that Isnt one, a jaundiced air of supper singers and their kids (or, dOgs (i mean try selling the bank on the idea that zeroes are metaphorical and see if they bite (tacit This, tacit That, tacit bitch tacits fAt, (though Four doesnt Necessarily think of itself as an example ( .. the background vocals are not in the script. theyre a whatjamacallit Coordinated Loop or euphemistic Charm, an Experiment in Knowing (hereafter teachIng, To teach, teachEr .. Ten ways to make ignorance work for you. (trespassing a little on the motive, the plot was .. the Beauty, sublIme beauty of capital is not only that its peculiarly self proclAimed, the semantics of I am a bank if i say i am improved to i am a bank if i say i mAy be, (the privileged silence between the two (i mean i dont want to get distracted about talking to myself i mean youre not allowed to talk to yourself and i really dont want to distract you from the Action .. actually, talking of action, who here has the sequence nine six four, Two on their credit card? .. anyone? .. alrIght, looks like we have a Winner. could you show it to me please? wanna swap? i'll chuck in another dozSay Ten mOre. meanwhile we'll just give this to someoneThankyou yes You sir for safe keeping for a bit while we .. so taking on those numbers as a Client (i mean we can condemn logic, Music even, as simply a forgery of tAste, and taste is so fucking Mean, a caricature Traitor, but more narrow minded, a YesNo junkie and pImp (pimps Blame like it was going out of stYle, a numbered (well numbed) grUdge. addicted to Anticipation. and as the con aspires to be duller than her memory or personality disorder would otherwise suggEst, a neurotically detailed cUre (of diagnosis, the mathematical pAtient, the cAse .. the art of the confEssional but, the Usury, the Superstition of, the clumsy Apology, Prudery of, the unctuous sweet Smell .. a fraudulent hypocrisy, five bucks. lascivious doubts, five bucks. curious prurience, ten bucks. bilious mumbling, five, my tongue hurts. (too much Unction (to remunerate the dog (for pissing on the chair, for .. (incriminates the fucking Leg it do .. a shroud, a set of scales, a form to be filled out, the rosary of two bob each way .. a pack of lurid resEnts. ( .. rehearse the words by slowing them down and Voila, OnceuponaTime, Music, Prayer for those who like to jOg. (Words then is busy facts. they get us to the subject. and back. (the subject is more than you can get away with but. i mean even the past thinks of the past as Noise. (but whats the ratio of past to past? and just asYes you Heard right, the past is slOwer than it was. so it gets to be Heroic. a souvenir of itself. (Logic, what the poor call memory. now, composing moments of attention is an interesting model. the suspended decision. Beauty. as a measure. of entropy. or an aid to living. (but the Excess, where does ..? i mean using the present as a storage device its sometimes possible toExplanation of course protEcts its target from accusations of insider trading, (as though information was the measure of Reproduction. (as though addition was wholly Rhetorical. for Everything. cept yoU. and coz it happens at the same tIme (in a convex sort of way), coz it generates more shit than it can shake a stIck .. and as time Codes space, position gets to be really smArt. in other words it Functions. and coz a fact is a way of not being something Else, (the difference between now and then, the bitch of agreement, Memory, with a capital Me), and as time then is the attempt to Train the past, (though its motive remains however somewhat vAgue, and as meaning is synchronous, and the same is just a way of amplifying spAce, a fat time Redundancy machine (the past then is pure Profit, all algebraic This, and Busy, (i mean what would a Summary look like here? could it be Amortised? you know, the dataed diff of what you see and what you get, the thermodynamics of computation and their various etcEts .. the word but Does help the sentence evOlve .. (though what do you do about Exceptionalism? deprEssion? (like the subject is an Analyst? ( .. though as long as the data is convinced that somethings being sAid, the market is a box. that thInks. a particularly portable Found Object, that Thinks. an idea that consists of its failure to get about. but as a Workplace, the word only pays Ironic rent, all Zeroes and Prosceniums, so this retarded motion (reducing competition to a Technique (destroying all known images of the word (it suffers a deep nostalgia for memory (the Instruction manual the thing (the thing being the prosthetic Edit, the amputated price or Knowhow of (the target, the Placeholder for the Word, a norm with baited breath, the Standard or behaviourist Compensation (this sentence is at the mirror stage. it sees itself in the words but cant quite coordinate any of the conjugations. and this, Lack, this flat faced fiction, Frame, this Subject, a whodunnit in drag, this this this .. and while the object of the object is to present itself as informAtion, a whitewashed symbolic Form, the militarily crYptic This (and coz price is ipso Acto stOrage, the Kissoff and the invention of the Hole. the Big hole. (it travels in perspectives. (i mean how big does it have to be before its Context?) so it turns out, surprise surprise, that the hole was invented coz its chEaper. (it could just as wellve been code, Music, the voweled subject, the shadow jurisdiction of .. (she sold the shadow. it was a test. Time on the other hand was invented on tuesday afternoon. sometime around four. it was built as an entertainment. needless to say it didnt last. and after being repackaged not as coffee but as Pastry, itThe Other technology of note was of course Being. which was superceded initially by music and then again by Doubt. or Debt. anyway one of those. which kept the Vain at least happy. or Busy. success as a form of hell, or propaganda. Painting by Numbers .. (memory takes the role of clumsy clOseup (How come Memory always gets to be It? dont optics ever get you Out of your fucking box? (you mean the word just had a sudden attack of Realism? nOw? (as though there was something more superstitious than now. (and as if said heavy breathing could even be extricated from this Art of Property. in other words (what a script would call an Aside) work is a public secret. and as price is employed as insurance against charges of frAud (though this automated argument is generally lost on the target (the gadget you find in the program next to the Sponsor (the Viewer cum Love Object .. i mean not only the subject thinks of knowledge as incest. ( .. though does a double negative actually wEigh enough to register Entropy? .. and as copyright is one of the technologies of Reproduction, the bourgeois genius of less than infinite regEess, (and as cash is the argument that theres such a thing as Same, a Rentseeking Alias .. so .. so. so. Sorry, i lost the .. the word To employs the word For as its shrink. sO? .. i dont get .. does that meanForget it. ( .. though noise, as technIque .. i mean listening to the mic, the voice seems a little .. though its sposed t .. so What do You call Paying Attention? ( .. Though even if negation Exists, to what extent does it pertAin? (oh thats a gOod word, no? .. see, i tOld you incompetence was violent. about two degrees more than a really cheap Abstraction. Four degrees up on Narrative. but the Present, storing experience or Logic, Method, becomes progressively less interesting after its been so successfully Financialised, and Singing, luddite Speech, the do re miI mean singings clearly a jOke. gets you to the change of subject and then rents out its syntax, to cOps, and as the facts is that cops dont mOve (something to do with scAling (which is good enOugh (data, the classic factory, or Filter, (bIll, (the Switch, the occupation of the Tongue (, and as cop is the technical standard for Hearing, ( .. See, the subject comes befOre the verb. its Paranoid. (the Verb, i mean.) invested in Aesthetics, (you know, that which turns product into an Axiom (as though price were a Cost automata, a lexicon of inequalities, of(What? .. ah .. i mean Do what you think bEst, but what i really like about you are the Questions.s