7. Thread faster
Return, faster. Stories of returning are abandoned by those who think about the means. The means is about now. Middle managers think about the means to get higher. The ends are higher. Higher managers think about the means. The ends are omitted. The means to return : boats, mostly. I will return. Penelope awaits. Weaving, faster and faster. Blood flows faster into wounds. Blood is the essence of the law. There are people whose blood is nothing. The nostos of Anabasis is as such : soldiers return. Soldiers are nothing in the world. Armies are something in the world. Napoleon’s armies are in his sleevies. Exhausting. Exhausted. Fifty. And a few crumbs. Well, not all go all the way down. A few days. Bile. Each attempt goes a bit further. Almost a hundred thousand. Get to it. Stall. Stalin. 100001. Return later. Fifty-two rejections.[Time passes]
Optically speaking, we need to perform faster ; to perform means to do the same with less. Vision is division. If possible, attempt to do more with less. This beautiful beach is an illusion of pixels. Windows onto the speculative future. As we know, no epistemological claims can be made about the future. None that stick. Statistics stick. Statistics claim the future. Statistics claim to know how many nobodies will see that beach with their ocular apparatuses. Stereoscopically. Statistics claim how many. Statistics claim the means. Out of X, how many Ys. Impossible. Fathers return, sometimes. Terrorists do a lot. Terrorists are top performers : terrorists are frowned upon. Rarely, though not never, subsidized, they must think the ends and the means. Terrorists have ends. Terrorists do more with not a lot. My filmmaker friend said : making a movie is like making a terrorist attack. Minimal budget, maximal impact. God is a great terrorist, all things being equal. A single asteroid is not that much. God is a top performer. For the whole planet, that small of a rock. It was a big asteroid, it’s true. But God is greater. God is a great terrorist. He terrorized the dinosaurs. He terrorized the birds. To this day, birds are terrorized. They look up to the sky in times of need. Speculatively speaking, God is in the sky. Specularly speaking, statistics are informative. They contain high informational value. Statistics are top performers. Statistics will stick around. Iridium is a metal from space. Alvarez had a Nobel. The father. The father always returns, eventually. One day, you look at yourself in the mirror and a giant asteroid, 10km across, lands on top of your face, squashing you like a bug. Return. To sender. We used to all be together. We thought the summer would never end. The braking distance is incompressible. The atmosphere is frictious : it slows down the fall. Fall faster, crash harder. Water slows the fall much further. It doesn’t rain in water. Unqualifiable acts. Asteroids don’t fall : they return. We will return to this later. In the meantime, consider the liver. The liver lives for a hundred years, more if you steal some fire. The liver is strong : the liver is the seat of anger. And courage. My liver is diagnosed, endoscopically speaking. A small camera down the throat is all it takes. Fibrosis makes scar tissue around the portal vein. Blood flow is blocked by scar tissue. Blood flows faster towards wounds. Smaller veins unfold, towards the oesophagus. The veins are called varices. Varicella is a name for chickenpox. God is tricky : the varices fill with blood. Engorged, they linger behind the liver. Around the liver. Blood is the essence of the law. Eventually, varices may rupture. A revolution has two meanings. One meaning means change, brutal, sudden and violent change that leaves no stone unturned, clean slate, another means to return, like the soldiers, the fathers, the husbands and brothers (thank you for your service), like the celestial bodies, the planets, the stars, and so on, to return cosmically to the initial order, to reset entirely, blank slate. When varices rupture, blood flows abundantly. Blood revolves. Cells revolve. Hells revolve. Blood is not needed in hells. A system of hells, embedded within other hells. Dante was the sixth best poet of all time. In his time. And after. His own estimation. Kropotkine met the watchmakers. Anarchists cause chaos. Ovid was a better poet than Dante. Said Dante. Ovid wrote that the world was created from chaos. Chaos is something. Dissolved and effused, transformed into soap, the unknowns, the knowns, all permutations and combinations thereof. Blood flows one way or the other. Watchmakers make time. Time is of the essence. Time is money. Time is a currency. The person who lives faster lives more. This is primary school math, do the math : do the same but quicker. This means, to do more in the same amount of time. Dense work. This means, you are a par performer, probably on track to become the cream of the prop. Kropotkin was convinced by the Swiss watchmakers. The Swiss are the best watchmakers. Swiss blood flows in time. The unrest wheel must be balanced. It’s a matter of synchronization. Synchronize blood and time. Blood flows faster to the wounds. In times of need, when the whites are weaker, they are more dangerous. People born higher have better blood than others. They run longer. A matter of cells, maybe. The world was created from chaos. Chaos is noise. That means : it contains no information. Chaos has no signal. The hand of God must separate the thread of order. God is tricky. God is a top performer. God is a great terrorist. God must separate the signal from the noise. What children say is noise. What animals say is noise. Animals, children and the dying see the world in the open. Said Rilke. The lovers too. The dying are in love. Lovers die, continuously. In the valleys, the Swiss watchmakers keep the time. Kropotkin was convinced by the anarchists. The anarchist press is better. The anarchists are synchronized with time. The anarchists are Swiss. The anarchists are watchmakers. Blood is the essence of the law. The person whose varices rupture may drown in blood. Energy dwindles. We will return later. Stronger. Better performers. Go to Mars awhile and return, victorious. History is written by people who are going to Mars very soon. History will not remember guest users. History is unavailable to guest users. Varices are ruptured. Blood fills the oesophagus. Braking distance is incompressible : the faster you go, the longer. Stopping distance is braking distance plus reaction distance. Reaction distance is compressible by vigilance. Marjorie was not vigilant. Marjorie did not react. Marjorie became a flowering wound. Death is exceptional. Death is optional. Death is nothing exceptional. Any death before 120 is exceptional. History is written by people who live 120 years. Retirement must occur later, so as to be better performers. Work harder, live longer, work faster. Old drunkards outnumber old doctors. Vagabonds are nothing in the world. Idle hands are the Devil’s playthings. Idle hands spin their thumbs, weave and unweave. Penelope is idle. Penelope is a mother. Penelope is not quite nothing in the world. Penelope weaves. Unweaves. Waits. Penelope is waiting forever. Penelope is waiting for somebody to read the ends. Lolita is a slut, Gatsby a great man, Achab a great man, and so on. Penelope was a slut, probably. Statistically. Time’s flies. Quantity is a quality. Marjorie had no quality. Marjorie was an unknown quantity. People who are nothing are unknown quantities. Silent majorities. Beasts are silent : they have the majority. Democracy is an unknown quantity. Update on Marjorie: no legacy. Legacy update. Update : Marjorie has no legacy. Will you make me the happiest Windows in the world and update with me ? Will you be my updatee ? Say yes. Anyone object ? People who are nothing are objects. Marjorie forgot about the pups and cheese, forgot about the cut. In the cut are many stories. Omissions. Cuts are like ellipsises. In the desert, bodies are built for scarcity. Quantity is an unknown quality. Blood gives menschen their quality. Purity is a quality. Statistics stick. Fathers return, statistically. Mothers are irresponsible. Mothers are turned into flowering wounds. Fathers dance the night away. Fathers are great terrorists : minimal means, maximal impact. The impact is a person. The means are reproductive. Understand : intercourse. Having intercourse with your father. Hey ! Where did you get that ? What is that ? That’s nothing. Nothing at all. Here, let’s make a bracelet from it. Intercourse means communication. Communicate with your father. Communication sends information. Information is a signal. The signal is inside the noise. The noise is nothing. People who are nothing in the world are noise. The noise of the asteroid travelled across the planet, radially speaking. The noise is the vibration. The dinosaur standing at the antipode heard the noise many times. A noise is a sound that means nothing. Sounds that mean nothing convey no information. People who are nothing convey no information. People who are nothing are a vibration. People who convey no information talk phatically. Marjorie had reserves for the winter : she communicated phatically. How are you ? Phatic are the people who are nothing in the world. Vibration is a perturbation. Noise is phatic, communicationally speaking. People who are nothing in the world are perturbations. Statistics stick. Statistics are more likely. What is more likely is always best. What is more likely is always reasonable. Statistically, strategy is unlikely. A Cardinal order : the enemy of your enemy is your friend. Statistically, the enemy of your enemy is another enemy. Statistics defy strategy. Statistics are more likely than strategy. Signal is important. When in times of need, people who are nothing refer themselves to the signal. The signal is a top performer. Top performers must not mix with subpar performers. Subpar performers must be excused, out the door or out the window. Miscegenation is an abomination. Mixed blood makes bad law. Impurities. Top performers must not have intercourse with subpar performers. Managers. Find the subpar performer. To manage is from the hand. Manage the subpar performers. Hint : if you can’t find a subpar performer, you are the subpar performer. Exhibit yourself. Sell yourself. If the manager doesn’t find a subpar performer, go over the manager. To manage is from the hand. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you. Feedback makes noise. Noise is nothing. Nothing has no informational content. Avicii was a content creator who performed subparly. As a subpar performer and manager, he did right by society. Avicii deleted himself in 2016. The suicide becomes the story. The story of Avicii is a story of suicide. Everything tends to deletion. In the story, the happiest moment is rendered sadder. Teleologically speaking, Avicii was always going to delete himself. Subpar performer. Ludovico, poor Alex, was in If…. If you are a subpar performer, if your blood is mixed by miscegenation, if you are a small crumb waiting for vacuuming, if you are nothing in the world, if you contain no informational content, if you look up to the elite of the poolin times of need, if you have no legacy to leave, if you know you will die before 120, if you don’t drive a Cadillac or better, if your best memory is eating cheese on the lawn, if you were born in the eye of a cyclone, if you are an irresponsible mother, if you are worse than nothing in the world, if you are a window-shopper, a feudal retainer, if you are alone, if you are left to your own devices, if you own nothing in the world, if you are depressed, anhedonic, anorexic, if you have reserves for winter, if your body is built for scarcity, if you are grieving, if your skin is paper thin, if you are thinking about ending things, if your blood is not the essence of the law, if your blood barely flows, if you are a big ball of pain, if you deserve your miseries, if your sun will be eaten by a shark, if your son will be devoured by a crumb, if your child was taken by the Crow, if you were accused of turning your boy into a giant wound, if you have ever thought about throwing yourself in the river, if you have wished to live in the desert, if you love bees, if you are a pathetic nothing, if your neutrality was for nothing, if you will be forgotten forever, if you don’t act gracefully with any regularity – or ever, if you look up to the turds in times of need, if you drink, if you were tricked by God, if you were diverted by the fait divers, if you didn’t listen to your father, if you were abandoned by your irresponsible mother, if you are stuck in a corner, if you think about jumping into a magma chamber, if you like the thought of becoming a flower, if you bite the hand that feeds you, if you don’t perform, if you are not passionnate abou 401(k) investing, if you do not undertake, if you are not an entrepreneur, if you are not a leader, if you are not a manager, if you think Lolita was just a poor girl, if you read to the ends, if you like the summer because it ends, if you keep a reserve for winter, if you live where you were born, if you don’t know how to prove Euler’s identity, if you know what happens to Achab, if you speak for nothing, if you communicate phatically exclusively, if you have low optics, if you are specularly challenged, if you are limited in your abilities, if you were killed by Tambora, if you were petrified by ash, if you are still waiting for your father, if you want to return but don’t know the way, if you are alone in the world, if you have no projects, if you have no prospects, if you don’t know what a prophylactic move is, if you think intercourse means sex, if you’ve never had sex, if you are alienated to the means of production, if you’ve produced bodies, if your body is built for scarcity, if you are blind at the bottom of the sea, if you haven’t, if you haven’t changed at all, if nothing has changed for you, if you are still alone, if you’ve returned to your initial state, if you are a blank slate, if you’ve revolted but not revolved, if you’ve rebelled but never revolutionned, if you don’t know when celestial bodies are coming, if you look up to the sky and see nothing, if you don’t have an eye in the sky, if your car is fucked, if your best memory involves your brother’s blood, if you have an irresponsible mother, if you are unstable, if you are metastable, if you are offended by syntagms, if you think ill of doctors, if you are an old drunkard, if you are old and wrinkled, if you have always thought of death beyond, if you have never thought the ends within, if you have never thought the desert within, if you have removed yourself from from the decision process, if you think the summer ends eventually, if you think the braking distance is incompressible, if you think it’s obvious, if you think you are data, if you can be modelled, if you are not a model, if you can be predicted, if you may do some shoplifting at a given point, if you are certain to be arrested, if you know for sure you are going to be in an accident….
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…. Delete yourself.