Void Beside a Desire Machine

Note to my Former Self as well as my favorite philosophical Jesuits, Michel de Certeau, composing L'iovention du quotidien. Vol. 1 [aka The Practice of Everyday Life] : In the future (say 2024/2025) grown women, the descent of the decadent of the 1960 sexual revolution will eventually make mainstream sound-emphasized videos, displaying their affluence to the world while demonstrating their skill at cracking open drink cans while wearing careful decorated nails and pouring the mixed cream, caramel and sugared mass produced substances into mass manufactured pastel canisters of plastic (resembling the size and shape of multi-strapped and lattices scuba-gear) - the act ultimately climaxed with sounds of plops and fizz of ice - or the clinked rattling of broad metal straw. They will do this in the name of trends such as: ASMR, and 'self-care', and OCD Moder-Plastic- Mom-ism... And neither they nor much of anyone will be able to un-numb themselves to the endless bombardment of over-stimulus long enough to deliberate over the connotations of their actions and priorities, to observe whether they are backward to individualized liberation - And they will do such in the name of tolerance, acceptance, live-and-let-live attitude that condones superficiality via prioritizes concepts such-as 'fluidity in all things', and a mildly concussed version of supposed modern feminism the was breast-fed by (sadly or un-sadly) on a late 1990s to early 2000s commercial branding of 'girl power' presented to the minds youths (who had never know the earthier dualities of the 1960 and the 1970s), via the franchises of the 'Spice Girls' and later 'Power Puff Girls'. Dear de Certeau, alternative use of mass produced objects has flourished by necessity, but sadly SO has mass mindlessness. Why does the above matter: Because some specific form of "human-wholeness" that existed in the upheavals of the the 1960s (and lesser and lesser so in west during the 1970s into the 80s...) will be forgotten and usurped by generations who live in solipsism of "bobble-cultures" [as also noted by Chris Headges] altemative/middle to mass franchises exercise of repetitive culture. No one will remember, because their parents (for some-reason) did not teach them to care about anything that took place before their own presumed more progressive awareness. Note to Laurie Anderson Using the word Petrochemicals - in 'Oh Superman' in 1981: Dear Laurie, Eventually there will come a day then no one will use this term any more [Petrochemicals], and your own past use of it will ring as something 'exotic' in our contemporary ears. So much of everything Americans are surrounded by will be plastic that use of such a word will feel redundant to reality- and your own use of it will seem *charming, and nostalgic to look back-upon, like a love song to some remonstrate of a slightly faded and doused out sanity ... that no one in the common era ... much remembers anymore. It was in interesting word though — "Petrochemicals..." (so thank you) ______ And you along with everyone else, will continue to be asked to remain 'tolerant' of mass confusion and mass ineptitude, mass senseless acts of nations 'taking the piss' at the sake of human lives, and the collective 'flock' of human semi-non-consciousnesses will nudge toward rebellion.... but retract... and detract and huddle back to the Orwellian dwellings, their mass huddled technologically advanced versions of Orwell's the 'Road to Wigan Pier. [Cut to yourself - on a anonymous beach], (and yes', we know, you somewhat hate the beach ... But this moment is placed here because you associate the Anonymous Beach with [[Blacked out text]] ...whom you have recently learned is 6ft 3in much like … [[Blacked out text]] ... so now you will associate 'the anonymous beach' with him - You will pay for his presence/existence in your life for at least a year, because his voice initially reminded you [[text Omitted because - text double omitted.]] And NO, former self you are not That intrigued by [[Text omitted]] You are just a highly devoted person, Moreover in 2016, dear former self, you will accurately identify the sourced from which the 'void' will exactly expand from And you will proclaim its potential expansion to anyone you can pay to be earful and advising ... And in the end no matter what you tell them it will do no good it will come to full visibility and expansion, and it will devour anything it can for its own fulfillment and the 28 people you paid to listen and advise - will no longer be on payroll, so once again there will be no one who cares. lets go back - Cut to you - on a beach... Curled up in nothingness--- like vapor, ... like air. And all the while you will be thinking of -- things that are lovely, that 'were' lovely, wondering, [[Blacked out text]]? Is tomorrow [[Blacked out text]]? And also [[long Blacked out text]] Specially designated for breaking [[Blacked out text]]? And also the thoughts concerning: the beloved, IS or WAS or IS (again) - quite lovely Until, in the end... [[Blacked out text]] hurt.