Truisms of Infinite Regress

from by Harvey Pekar



“I’m a billion tiny machines, strung together by lightning. Hanging in the air; just like you."
Ellis, Warren. ”Boyfriend is a Virus.” Transmetropolitan.

Discard lovers' arms for synthetic limbs, may you still warmly embrace. Place prosthetics where organs heaved, may you still swell with pride. Certainly... such aches dwell deep within. Record experiences to code traced in silicone. Distill temperance to studied ergonomics. Translate discretion to paths of logic. To what end? At what depth do we reveal the ventriloquist and refute the homunculus? Boldly deconstruct the stagecraft dummy to identify origins of speech. Fool! Before you stand motives and motions resting in being—warmth held by sun-baked stone. Simmering echoes in canyons. Fixated on lineage. Beginnings are a fallacy. So, too, are...


from The Astral We, released August 13, 2016



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Ian Douglas: Drums
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