Most rational people believe in evolution. Some rarer few believe in spontaneous combustion. Only the surrealist believes in the cheerful combination of both. This entails a certain concession to circumstances, to wit: you can’t please all of the complexes all of the time, but you can mitigate some irritants by regularly trepanning your alter ego. Rimbaud’s “I is another” isn’t just just a given fact of existence, it is a back-alley proposition, a shadowy silhouette selling you contraband timeware from a trench-coat—anything catch your eye? Unfortunately most people think the solution is in changing brands rather than heads. The “consumer choice” frame of mind has led to a lot of misunderstanding. If it’s possible to speak articulately about changing circumstances during doubtful weather patterns it is surely no less relevant to acknowledge that, given a change in certain psychic ratios, some commonly reproduced mechanical gestures of the hand, eye, tongue and claws are not as terrifying as they used to be. Remember, it’s only hunting if you’re after prey. Otherwise it’s just calisthenics. But what’s the harm in a little exercise? It’s not necessarily as dire as X, just a little suspiciously Y—because it’s so regular, so measurable, so very well recommended. Men’s Santa in Corporal Santo, as the old saw goes. If strangers and loved ones start encouraging you, you should probably get a little nervous. No, don’t do anything more than six times if you can help it. Six is really the limit. If you go further than six you are really looking to force an adaptive trait—that’s drifting towards an aesthetic Lamarckianism—in which case you should probably take a break and stick your head outside of a moving vehicle. Because bugs can still get in your teeth or you can slam your konkus against things very hard and these have the added benefit of some chance recombination of your neurotype (chance being the central concern, and not the personalized concussion). But if you really feel like doing something, the world of action is wide, wide, wide as sports and then some. If it’s something you can get down in big gulps it’s going to give you cramps sooner or later. If it’s going to help, run. Have you considered freeform plummeting?
