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Dear Φ

 

As instructed I will carefully follow the policy of addressing you in this letter. The code is Carte-Blanche on the X-Major Arcana; my name is Lena Sokol and I am deeply in love with you.

 

[It is the]

information which structures matter

and which all matter is capable of emitting and receiving

a sort of

“life force”

 present in some degree in all things

 

It carries both knowledge about events

and the ability to influence similar or sympathetic events

 

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You know you can’t help slowing your steps while walking up the hill through places that have been closed down long ago: ashes on empty mounts, steel spiked fenses, dusty ticket counters and secret doors behind metal bars with rusty locks. It is all suspended there, left for decay, unresolved voids, dry wounds.

 

  

 

Events either arise spontaneously out of themselves

 

or are encouraged to follow certain paths

 

by influence of patterns in the aether

 

As all things have

 

an aetheric part

 

they can be considered

 

to be alive

 

in some sense

 

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Ashes are re-utilized, processed into waves of energy, transmitted through heated metal threads that set up the spark:

 

Spatialized time traveling in the speed of light

 

causing every possibility

 

and causality

 

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Neon tubes and valves, courtyard torches, crystal guest room chandeliers and dim bedroom night lamps are access to unintentional

 

memory holes

 

[…]

 

channels for trafficking data and retrieval

 

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afterlife of a photon, paragon of the cinema.

 

 

 

 

 

The past and the future light cones of an event divide space-time into three regions.

 

The event,

 

The absolute past, and

 

The absolute future.

 

Just as

 

Memory gaps, with their Space-Time lapses, function as a hole complex through which nether entities seep through, rush toward our world; memory gaps are the instruments of their homecoming,

 

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Information

 

outside the light cone cannot be reached by signals from the event because nothing can travel faster than light.

 

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What you saw was an inverted projection: reduced to a lightbulb, emanating from a single event (localized to a single point in space and a single moment in time) in all possible directions, and substantiating itself again as millions of beams, pointed right into the dot of a retina.

 

Operating as a vortex

 

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Into the realm of Waqt

 

moment

 

or rather

 

the state

 

of being observant

 

and fully aware of the

 

[…]

 

now

 

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Let me tell you a tale about a society grown in seedbed of a flask,

 

Under a recipe for an artificial breeding ground for biological fabric to grow under isolation, while its behaviour carefully monitored;

 

Day by day pieces of data became effaced and lost their details when they were forgotten. Just like the doorway in Tlön,

 

which survived so long

 

it was visited

 

by a beggar

 

and disappeared

 

at his death

 

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 Kai ouden menei, my love.

 

The flask was broken and organic matter evolved into a hive-like structure

 

Not innovation, but renovation.

 

As we all well know, the bee fills its hive with honey in order to survive, just as they started filling up their territory with sweet, monocentric, monadic existence, crystalizing into a carcass of the fortress, the

 

implosion of the State, usually coinciding with an invasion

 

from the Outside. For the forces of the outside are always lying in wait,

 

ready to launch an ambush when borders collapse or are perforated

 

— lurking, ready to rush in.

 

The strongest ones had to stay alert and hold their front.

 

They needed resources

 

To be always prepared for invasion.

 

Neglecting their own powerlessness

 

They believed in Sakina, the

 

 

 

divine aid that

 

[…]

 

causes victory over enemies

 

[and]

 

the possessor of sakina hears

 

supernatural speech

 

 

 

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As years passed, the fortress got slowly re-shaped into a pyramid:

 

Hierarchical, sterile, conserved mummification of history:

 

The past as a static chronologic horizon intrinsically tends to

 

sedentarize all types of activities in itself, or to make itself the stabilizing ground

 

of activities in present or future.

 

 

They let the dead to decide for the living.

 

 The past belonged to the Divine and tradition.

 

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Just before reaching the peak of unreason, they have discovered that

 

the tactic

 

is to create

 

as many competing narratives

 

as possible [a]nd

 

[…]

 

 quietly slip away

 

undetected

 

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And then the light of

 

thousand

 

holy

 

grails

 

Appeared itself

 

In a process of value making

 

production of surface

 

Shine of the Commodity

 

Flat ontology

 

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My dear, the non-image not in the opaqueness, but in transparency.  

 

One turns invisible not in the absence of light, but in the brutal, blinding density of light.

 

 

 

I am the truth

 

 

 

 

Because the source of light is at the same time its own reflection: the bullet-proof surface. Look for waqt in the

 

gaps[…]

 

discontinuous tunnels[…]

 

porous spaces[…]

 

time lapses[…]

 

personality pulverizing blackouts[…]

 

free from the hegemony of solid void[…]

 

loss of wholeness […]

 

deathless […]

 

germ-lines

 

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Take a leap into the memory hole, my love.

 

Get blinded,

 

Get eroded,

 

Get distorted,

 

Get dissolved:

 

shimmering

 

as the surface

 

of the water.

 

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