Rebellion is its own justification, completely independent of the chance it has to modify the state of affairs that gives rise to it. It’s a spark in the wind, but a spark in search of a powder keg. - André Breton If only one thing has brought me joy in the last few weeks, it [...]
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Beautiful, marvelous week. America is on fire, america is shining, america is a flower of joyful rage. A dead tree, bearing unexpected fruit. A fresh batch of lynchings by repulsive pigs and pig wannabes earlier in May. Yet this time it felt different. The wound had a stronger sting to it. Patience already worn thin. [...]
A collection of the Chicago surrealist newspaper, "What Are You Going to Do About It?", including an article on the LA rebellion of 1992 can be found below. Thanks to Bruno Jacobs for the images. DOWNLOAD HERE OR HERE
John Kendrick Bangs (1862-1922) was an american humorist who lived in the New York suburb of Yonkers. He had a long and multifaceted career penning articles, satires, fantasies, as well as some genuine undiluted nonsense. He is typically cited for a kind of silly fantasy genre named after him involving interactions among famous dead historical [...]
or The (im)Parting of Friends at Unbanyokatulinys’s Eggs A new novel by Casi Cline At its heart, Seven Stories is a novel about the search for truth. A group of seven animals meet under a sacred tree called Unbanyokatulinys, and become fast friends. As they grow older, their conversations with each other become philosophical and [...]
Guy Girard, dream of Wednesday April 15, 2020: I have just received the new issue of Peculiar Mormyrid, which is devoted to the theme of fire. I read the editorial by Jason A., admittedly very lyrical and written in an apocalyptic tone, but I worry that these calls for fire, destructive and purifying fire, are [...]
“I tried one syllable words like am, art, it and off. The Egg trembled very slightly, without communicating any meaning to me.” -Leonora Carrington, The Stone Door I am by myself. I have in front of me a disorienting booklet entitled “Clues to MEANING”. The front cover depicts three people, one young, one old, one [...]
BY TH.D.TYPALDOS English translation (from greek language) by Nikos Stabakis I reside in a parked wagon standing on the sharp edge of a snail My roommates a pile of human bones and a blood chestnut tree From the holes of the walls we learn every day the news As in our spacious squares tumble spacious [...]
Open your refrigerator, and listen to its hum. Interpret its speech. TW: The refrigerator makes many inane pronouncements: ‘Not on my watch’ , ‘Our duty is to...’, ‘We salute those brave pioneers who...’ I try never to listen to its chorus of lies. SC: Doorknob for the winter. Snake click turn turn. Sfeeeesh. Rumble tumble. [...]
