Blue Ridge foothills, VA.
History is further from subjective than I first considered.
Boats On A River seems pretty far back there.
There had to be room to walk around. There were large pieces of machinery looking things, here and there. I had some ideas, but everything is rusting. Eroding or entropy is a fundamental idea. Use factor is not much use.
Rodrigo Morales—ongoing saga. He made a scrap book of his travel across the South West. He was on the run. The DayQuil story. Artifacts and abandoned materials.
Text for a screen print. Screened on bed sheets and pillow cases.
Once the SYMBOLS went dark, I can’t remember when that was exactly. I was pretty fucked up for a very long time. They did go dark. GONE! Not my doing. It wasn’t the cement in the jail cell either. How we operate. Content-images and word images. Infinity is the point of origin. Without knowing infinity, we cannot embrace our destiny. Life is only purpose, is what I got from them. Content-only images quickly smother attention. Attention is one half of perception. Perception is one half of destiny. An endlessly whirling cosmos, waves breaking on the beach, a line extending through the sky. They require an undifferentiated something as an invariable feature—how we currently operate. Unfixed; a series of worlds followed by worlds. I got some of this early into the 7Eleven, but I didn’t know what it was. I do now. I remember the baking powder box idea.
How did that come to me? Ask the others. On the label a picture of itself, and in that picture another picture of itself, and so on and on—that’s the self-represented series, and it’s the essential, well, the essence. Unwavering repetition—content-images of infinity have an invariable element, an undifferentiated character—and this is what leads directly to the smother. We can’t go to infinity with content-image. It’s what can’t understand itself. Concept-content works the same way but in tandem. If you go backwards in time, it’s only measured in events. Early man, pyramids, big bangs. Without those, it’s the same situation, the same smoother. Add in the variations of all the word disciplines, like the SYMBOLS, which are essentially mathematics, and it can only peter out and wind up smothered—there is no way to reach infinity.
The smothering attention isn’t only a variable element but also the essential element, which without it would not be an infinity-concept. So, here it is, this kind of this: Since the smothering of attention is an essential element in the concept, since we cannot find any content-concepts in which this is not an essential element—you get this—there will always be a shutdown—we can’t get there with what we have in place. All we have is the decorative metaphysics, which is a snake charmer potion, useless, and, you guessed it, smothering. I can’t take you there. It was only meant for me, and I’m sorry about that; I truly am. The smothering we share is a symptom of molecular conditions of cortical and peripheral cells, which we can only describe in fragments. Starts and false stops. I know what pops into your thinking. I was there myself. It’s smothering. If smothering of attention is the essential element in content-image infinity, why does not every case of the smothering of attention give the concept of infinity? We were given the genetic resistance to infinity. It’s part of our evolution. It was necessary, obvious. The SYMBOLS were given to me so I can point in the direction/ away from content- and image-infinity.
I’ve given you that this smothering of attention is not only invariable but also an essential element in the concept of infinity, and so attention fatigue is the psychological component of the concept of infinity. Smothering will only increase as we head off in the unproductive directions—racing to race for the sake of the race. This has nothing to do with experiencing the infinite universe by mediation and the release of the mind or the psychedelics of warping away perception. Nothing. Attention fatigue is the core of metaphysics, and it’s what we have evolved to fill in and inspire us to keep moving forward and backward and stopping and starting going up and down simultaneously.
But the SYMBOLS are the key to the smothering attention and the exhaustion of concept-based infinity—those psychologies are what’s holding us back. There is no other side. You can’t get there, and there is no there, and there is no here. This is scale as well. The universe as a definition of an exterior and particle fragments as the interior—to see these are the concepts and the image-infinities is the gift of the SYMBOLS. A psychological symptom of a physiological state.
The physiological condition—our evolution—is where we ended up. It’s where we are. Not stuck, but not there. Not here, but not there. The SYMBOLS give us a reaction between concept-infinity and the smother of attention fatigue, which we cannot overcome by ourselves. We needed help. Just like every other time we found ourselves stuck. They gave us a hand. There will be molecular changes—smother of smother—a physiological change will come. It’s our destiny. It’s far-fetched now, but it will come, and we will change. I can’t do this by myself. I painted them out on the cans, but that was as far as I could communicate them. Someone else has to step in and do the work of getting them to the right person or whatever. I don’t think there is currently a brand of science yet, but there will be an Einstein rupture, and the SYMBOLS are the trigger.
The beer probably killed my chance. I have to admit that. Live with it. Please pass any of this on if you can. The county made me do a health physical. I have a terminal illness. But I’ve done my part.