The Tell-Tale Tinkle

for Blanchot, je suppose

 Tinkle-thought tinkle-thought tinkle-thought.

Your thoughts. Your thoughts. Thinking. Which course?

Any course, of course, your thinking thought will course. Any thought your thinking might enforce or reinforce will pass through its course, of course. Come out New without remorse in course. From its coursed origins divorced. Only the contexts suggesting its future course. Future of the New anew. Course. Through thinking is thinking thought thinking in you. No reason for recourse or school.

No recourse to reason or reasons. There are no rules. There are only. There are only.

Only to think it and have its thinking bury its reason in reason’s treasonous usurpations. The New anew serves new ends. Thinking will thinking end. Only thinking will thinking end for nothing shall propound nor condescend to thought upend, in course. Only thinking will think through space and mend all the mending, preponderance of condescending in course, of course. Your thoughts.

Nothing may impose end on thinking save the whole of thinking thoughts. 

The whole of thinking thoughts unblinking nor yielding to form. 

Conforming to forming with substantial forewarning. Forearming. But only thought in thinking will think an incision or draw a connection or too many to mention. With its course uncentering, encountering, and ever so in course, no willful invention will thinking intention. Seldom can there be an intervention.

With no allowance will thinking endow us. Its winter will think ice and gale force. Thinking won’t think nice when thinking thinking’s ends. In course nothing mends. Your thoughts. Of course everything ends. Ends through thinking. All at once. Thinking thinking, tinkling. One thought ending all thinking. Every now and then. In course. It happens. It events.

Wazzername

Ruffled, slightly, though baring teeth

gamely

unescorted she returns again from the Diner

        I see that she has w/ her all of my things
     coaxing me up & then dusting me off
I notice the way that she shifts & she grins

nursing a black eye w/ a half-drunk Corona

accosted by maroon jacketed ones…
she continues to grin as she hands me my Mastercard
I can tell that she still hasn’t paid
and I think that I must have it made—

Duck, stab, back in baby's arms...

Some films wierz thought about a lot when shooting the music video for "Into the Inn" that are not on the list of films on the Tape, in addition to JLG's Alphaville and Cronenberg's Shivers, were Cronenberg's Crash [Gardiner Expressway] and we hope obviously Renoir's La chienne [!!!]. Naturally, wierz thinks endlessly about movies during his inhabitance of this corporeal 'snapping turtle' personage, current...in the electrical engineering sense...

...

Persistently, the main thing that could not escape wierzmeditations when cutting the Official Music Video to "Into the Inn" was Hollis Frampton's Zorns Lemma.

Berlin Rave Girl 86 notes: it’s spader/ballard who’s kinda the ‘chienne’ in crash

ergo, 'the bitch'

In a sense we at ANTHROPOTECH think articulated altogether clearly by Deleuze and Guattari, many of Jean Renoir’s films of the 30s (especially La chienne and ‘36’s Monsieur Lange, both largely neglected), end up centring around curious underground ‘social machines’ for the production of art objects.

 

Williamsburg | Brooklyn

 Williamsburgbrooklyn

Theory of Achievement (Hal Hartley, 1991)

WIKI: The name Brooklyn is derived from the original Dutch town of Breukelen. The oldest mention of the settlement in the Netherlands [...] charter of 953 [...] Otto I [ed.: stake claimer & clammer], namely Broecklede.

TAPE

by Jason Philip Wierzba

May 20, 2022

jasonphilipwierzba|selfie

CERTIFICATE OF ACHIEVEMENT

by Jason Philip Wierzba

June 11, 2022

raisins d'être

AKA

On the Proper Grooming of States

The State has pressed into service everything you can say and everything you can do. There isn't a single thought that doesn't bear its mark.
- Pierre Bouxx in Maurice Blanchot's The Most High (1948)

SHONE HORTUS

 The State is in effect indifferent

must show, must display

—musth dis*play—

its busy, industrious

indifference.

Boychile.

Chet Boychile, 1959

Purely formal exercise

or

pure exercise of form,

of foam…

Pharmakon, 2019

The State is in effect indifferent.

Whether in politics

or in chemistry.

die Dauerfrage

Tara Nuevo

Deleuze's concept of the 'any-space-whatever'

means, foremost:

the narrative cinema prioritizes

primarily for its own efficiency

from an almost strictly production standpoint

the kinds of incidental urban spaces

easily staged or swapped-out

passably recognizable inherently

to any inhabitant

of the urban part

of the surface of the earth.

Esmerelda really ain't

no kind of living saint

at least aside from the taint

of the smell of wet paint—