Sixty-first Bedtime story: Say word?

Word is bond, inwardly inscribed for some… …some scribblings from the diary of a madman: Words and Furies The horror and despair at so much bloody flesh, nauseating in part, and in part very beautiful was fairly equivalent to our usual impression upon seeing one another -Lord Auch Words fuck me at all times. They … Continue reading


Allan Pero: Chakma as Symptom

From Allan’s post: “Like many of my fellow faculty, I am deeply concerned about the ongoing crisis at Western.  This crisis did not begin with the discovery of President Chakma’s outrageous double-dipping; it did not begin with the confusing and malignant misrepresentation of this double-dipping by Board of Governors Chair Shah as perhaps par for … Continue reading

Sacred games

An old and corrupted nation which will bravely free itself from the yoke of its monarchist government in order to become a Republic will only be able to maintain itself with a lot of crimes; because it is already criminal and if it wanted to pass from crime to virtue, that is to say from … Continue reading

Fifty-Ninth Bedtime Story: A New Day Begins…

Read, beautifully, by my homie SW and J. 

Chiasma: A Site For Thought, No. 2, ‘What Now, Professor?’

The second issue of Chiasma: A Site For Thought, entitled, ‘What Now, Professor?’ features essays by Bernard Stiegler, Levi R. Bryant, Eileen A. Joy, and Will Samson. You can read it here.


Fifty-Eighth Bedtime Story: whose vision is at stake here?

-The dynamic duo lives on… “Mais enfin, que croyez-vous que j’éprouve lorsque le nom de zarathoustra sort de la bouche des antisémites!” …larmes de Nietzsche, dé-centré.

Fifty-Seventh Bedtime Story: Now I must sing of what I would not do…

-Recorded and Posted with Love(s). …”What’s in a name?”, Lenin’s father whispered…


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