Therapy

A few jottings and drivel thrown-up and polished after a three hour stretch

of Chicory Coffee, Sylvia Plath's The Collossus, Kalle Lasn's Culture Jam

and some curious post-modernist luggage.

Ad Nauseam Ad Nauseam

The simulacrum is never what hides the truth.
It is the truth that hides the fact that there is none. The simulacrum is true.
-Ecclesiastes

She holds with her teenaged hands, and nails with orbs of chipped polish,
a wrenched out fragment of life and breath.

The inheritance of physical substance and the marrow of sight and soul gurging through

a five-fingered sarcoid vortex of topless bars.

Stripped down like a Stockholm hostage or missing pages or lost keys
in an attempt to preserve through humility,
a rectilinear idea of exactly
who and where and what it was that she was in all of this.

The impression of ‘being’ is narrated by the fluxion and variance of
magnetic density on the central nervous system.

Our discernment is founded essentially on corrigible defects which demand reaction abilities and respond only to most basic drives and energies.

We are satiated as with warm blood, by a pure simplex of record and vision.
But a stark interpretation of the object, is not the object.

What is offered to the optic nerves, to the taste buds is not substantial nor is it consistent

with the verity of concrete presence in an imagined rendition of existence.

We are slaves to the patterning of an unresolved perception who owes its fated brevity to a delusion of five irrelevantly dissolute sensory centers.

Threadbare, vincible, and prone to ravishment
the account of that moment is no more relevant than the verbal description of a
fire-extinguisher to the magus engulfed and paining in gelled gasoline.

Annotations En
Swanky Data-Mining Tadpoles

Sense impressions allow for reality understanding.
Sense impressions, in principle can be broken down into

an electric signal sending units called ‘bits’ (a contraction of binary digit.)
A bit is always theoretical. It is always posed as a question.
On or off? Up or down? 0 or 1?

A colored pictured such as the one above can be produced

by a string of around eight billion bits of information.

Analysis can be carried out for sound
(bits represent the pressure of sound waves in successive instants of time)
and touch (bits represent pressure on skins receptors)

Any sensory experience can be
represented and in context recreated by a simple string of bits.

You require a minimum of 10 changes or frames per second to perceive realistic motion.
Stop frame animation for example appears jerky and unreal because it occurs at around
5-7 frames. Television operates at a minimum of 30.
Jolts of information (most often cerebrally invasive)
active a fight or flight response (Pavlov)

Land mammals appear to crave a simulacrum of the presence of their peers.

They opt to receive but do not transmit.

They experience a high-definition low-resolution nature in place of venturing into it.

They witness sex acts instead of engaging in them.

They partake in simulation, and the distinction between their existential reality and the imitative reality they have produced becomes more and more indistinguishable.