Category Archives: mental

From John Berryman

“—You is from hunger, Mr Bones” Intense.

Allen Ginsberg “America”

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. I can’t stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb I don’t feel good don’t bother me. I won’t write my poem till I’m in my […]

Inherent Vice

Next he rang up his Aunt Reet, who lived down the boulevard on the other side of the dunes in a more suburban part of town with houses, yards, and trees, because of which it had become known as the Tree Section. A few years ago, after divorcing a lapsed Missouri Synod Lutheran with a […]

Henry Rollins – Solipsist – closing lines

I have several hundred acres of property in the desert. In the middle of the land is a house in which I live. Instead of having bare wasteland to look at, I have brought in several tons of wreckage. Twisted car bodies litter the barren expanse. Every piece of airline wreckage I can buy or […]

On literature

Literature, by enabling us to imagine the world from another’s perspective, enables us also to grasp something of the other’s experience and to extend our moral engagement. J. M. Coetzee


O Afryce mówi się, że to kontynent zapomniany. Oceania jest kontynentem niewidzialnym. Niewidzialnym, gdyż podróżnicy, którzy po raz pierwszy przybyli w tamte strony, nie dostrzegli go. A i dzisiaj jest jedynie miejscem tranzytu, bez znaczenia na arenie międzynardowej, poniekąd nie istnieje. “Przygoda” to słowo, które trzeba ocalić. To słowo, któremu zabrano sens. Dziś jest okaleczone, […]

CHAOSMOS.PL – Polska sztuka ezoteryczna XXI wieku

2005 Cornell Commencement Address

May 29, 2005 Commencement Address Cornell University President Jeffrey S. Lehman May 29, 2005 Members of the Class of 2005, candidates for advanced degrees, families and friends of the graduates, Chairman Meinig and other members of the Board of Trustees, honored guests. On behalf of my colleagues on the faculty, it is my privilege to […]

William Burroughs – Western Lands

I want to reach the Western Lands – right in front of you, across the bubbling brook. It’s a frozen sewer. It’s known as the Duad, remember? All the filth and horror, fear, hate, disease and death of human history flows between you and Western Lands. Let it flow! My cat Fletch stretches behind me […]

Andrzej Urbanowicz, z “Sztuka jako narzędzie rewolucji wewnętrznej”

„Teraz, jak zawsze, czas biegnie tak szybko, że nie pora na ewolucje. Musimy dokonywać nieustannej wewnętrznej rewolucji, nieustannej kontestacji w sobie samych, w buncie przeciw swemu zaskorupieniu, w niezgodzie wobec zeskorupiałego świata. Nie pałacowe czy krwawe rewolucje mają być naszym dziełem, lecz totalna i nieprzerwana rewolucja w nas samych. Musimy prowadzić nieustanną guerillę z naszą […]


The American is a nomad. A bastard son. A criminal wherever he goes. Cut loose in his own country to wander and wage battle. The parents are merely stand ins and those who raise the child for its life of brutality along the highways and streets of the city where it scrapes along, in search […]

The Arrival

A little exchange in Polish on this mind-blowing graphic novel.

Eve Kosofsky-Sedgwick

.. died.


I ________ having been subjected to the Rite of Christian Baptism in infancy (before reaching an age of consent), hereby publicly revoke any implications of that Rite and renounce the Church that carried it out. In the name of human reason, I reject all its Creeds and all other such superstition in particular, the perfidious […]

Peter Lamborn Wilson a.k.a Hakim Bey

.. in NYC.

Superstruct game

Q: What is Superstruct? A: Superstruct is the world’s first massively multiplayer forecasting game. By playing the game, you’ll help us chronicle the world of 2019–and imagine how we might solve the problems we’ll face. Because this is about more than just envisioning the future. It’s about making the future, inventing new ways to organize […]

To czego nigdy nie widziałem

Aniołowie powoli wracają do nieba A my na dole patrzymy do góry I każdy z nas umiera od nowa Bo jesteśmy sami, jesteśmy mordercami Podobno budujesz swój mały dom Pośrodku jałowej ziemi Ty jesteś Tym Bo nie chcesz nic I nie zawahasz się Z najwyższej wieży Najmniejszy ptak Którego nigdy nigdy nie widziałem nigdy nigdy […]


On bended knee is no way to be free Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently All my destinations will accept the one that’s me So I can breathe… Circles they grow and they swallow people whole Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they’ll never know A mind full of questions, and […]

William Vollmann reading at the Village Voice Bookshop, Paris, 12 June 2007

My feeling is that the main characteristic of reality is that it is infinitely dense and infinitely expansive; it’s always going to be greater than an ability to perceive it. And so the job of an artist is to make something that seems to be greater than you are, that has some kind of depth, […]

Leap Year

America is where only memory divides the present from the future, and where the unconscious dreams of the people who live here understand that the Declaration of Independence was signed after Hiroshima, not before, and neither has yet happened (33).    People with nuclear imagination not only conceive of the abyss and confront it, but […]

DFW – more

True, Wallace was a head case, but in the sense that we’re all head cases: encased in our skulls, and sealed off from our fellow humans, we have worlds upon worlds of teeming, unruly sensations, emotions, attitudes, opinions and-that chillingly neutral word-information. “What goes on inside,” Wallace wrote in “Good Old Neon,” is just too […]


Very leftist, very Situationist, very brilliant. Here. I particularly like Ben Watson’s “Music, Violence, Truth” written after 9/11.

Cyberia po polsku!

Kultowa i niezwykle ważna dla rozwoju myślenia o nowych technologiach i spoleczeństwie książka Douglasa Rushkoffa nareszcie po polsku!!! Dostępna w cudownie szalonym wydawnictwie Okultura. And Douglas blogged about it, too!